If the blade had been sharp, it would have slid in when she struck. Instead it bounced off him, barely even leaving a scratch. As an attempted murderer she stood a better chance of one day rejoining society than a successful murderer. She still felt the stinging shame of defeat.
I was going to alter this story a bit after checking the word count but it was 50 on the dot the first try so maybe this is exactly how it was meant to be.
Anyhow, if you'd like to write a 50 word Zapfic too, all the details are over here.
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Oh, and HAPPY FORKDAY!!
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