A Slender Balance

A shed white whisker lay balanced precariously across the edge of a glossy coaster. The grey cat was curled in deep slumber a few inches away, its breath rising and falling in rhythmic peace. I stood motionless on the polished wood, watching the faint draft threaten to sweep the delicate strand into oblivion. Deliberately, I stepped forward and rested the flat of my silver blade over the root of the whisker, pinning it gently against the slate. It stopped trembling. A quiet keepsake preserved in the night. #Death #Grimreaper #Horrors #Horrormovie