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Flash fiction???

Maybe the below qualifies as flash fiction or maybe I need something more. It was something that came to me while writing up word prompts!
It is kind of gory!

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Molly

As part of the ceremony I had to eviscerate the woman who had betrayed us all. She was tied to the tree awaiting what she hoped would be the final torture she had to endure. I looked at Molly. I had trusted her so at one time. Our eyes met and old memories flew back and forth, yet despite my one time fondness for this nemesis, Molly had killed one of our holy ones as the priestess sat in quiet meditation.

Previously Molly had broken the rules of the order and punishment had been meted out by Eartha. Molly had been angry at the rebuke, she did not feel that her act merited such severe retribution and in her anger had slaughtered Eartha betraying the trust the sisterhood has in each other.

As I prepared my sword, I used the tip to draw an X in the flesh of Molly's belly, she groaned with discomfort; well, her pain was about to get much worse, with a quick flick of the wrist I disemboweled her. Molly's innards lay at her feet and she could see them as she was not dead yet.

Molly looked back at me as her life ebbed away with the loss of blood. She knew that by taking a life she would lose her own and in her defiance I knew that she would take the same path again given the opportunity. Molly was a danger to the sisterhood, a renegade and she deserved to die this slow, painful death. It was a just punishment for her crime against the priestess Eartha.

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