Lesson Learnt: 55 Fiction

The sword fell on the ground with a loud thud.

"Why is everything red?"

Asoka blinks.

Chopped heads. Ripped hearts. Arms. Legs. Wiggling thumbs.

Dipped in fluid, neither black nor blue

Dead bodies everywhere! Blood everywhere !!

He decides, “No more battles! This damage cannot be covered. What to do?".

A voice answers "Harvest. Harvest love."

Written for 3 Words Wednesday (3WW)
This week's words: Battle, Fluid, Harvest

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Notes:

About Asoka the Great: http://www.culturalindia.net/indian-history/ancient-india/ashoka.html