Like every 13th today was a day of treats. Xymquat was excited as today he was supposed to distribute them that meant extra treats on the sly. The bag he was handed over had all sorts of cockroaches dipped in bile and sprinkled with powdered bones, slimy slugs marinated in plasma of blood a super delicasy, cups of vomit mixed with innards of rotting carcasses, bones of goblins filled with minced rotting flesh and the most sought after fingers of children fried in blood and oil of their brains. Xymquat was beaming from ear to ear as he had already had his fill of the treats in name of tasting them for quality. ā Hola Spookians š¤š¤š¤š¤ ā Collaborate on this prompt and tell us about treats ā You can write a story / long short story / microtale / poem / conversation. ā Feel free to extend your spookiness in the caption.
