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The crowds were still gasping.

¡Close your mouths!

‘Twas the dingiest trick, too: Queen was just ‘head o’ Ace & just ’bout to reach the finish flame wheel when a string so thin you could only see it by the way it glinted in the sunlight stretched just before them. They had no time to steer ‘way from it–& they ran into it with a force so sharp, it chopped off their heads with the sound o’ jingling keys, splattering blood all o’er in puddles.

Henceforth, every year that day the race would start with a ceremony o’ painting the path red in Queen & Ace’s honors.

Originally Created:

2016 August 8

Prompt:

Hippodrome, Nylon, Queen

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