The Messenger

Your appearance at a fixed hour every day, for several months, sure carried a message.

Till then, I was not educated on reading the signals that aerial messengers carry.

The knock of Death at that exact hour, brought awareness to the surface, but consciousness was fading.

 

Inspired by the picture prompt at 3LineTales by Sonya at

Three Line Tales, Week 61

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