Anyone can join, with a 50-word vignette in the comments. Your vignette does not have to include the prompt term.
A woman stepped out from behind a tree. She stood straight, her skin was green, and her eyes, studying Halley, had pupils, but were otherwise solid green (darker than her skin).
Halley felt the color drain from her face. How had she swallowed Finella's appearance and faltered at this one?
But there had been no time to think. Augusta had been so clearly, blatantly, and obviously succumbing. If we had not had fled with what we could grab before the church bells had chimed another hour, who knew what would have happened? I looked about. They could all have perished.