Prompt: Incomplete Cure
I watched the cursed ring sink into the water's inky depths. My fingers traced the permanent mark on my ring finger. I had had it for so long. I had killed so many people under its influence - dooming them with mere acquaintance.
I had cured myself, though. I would not allow myself to think of the water's currents, or of divers, or of fish. I would not allow myself to think of any way that the ring could resurface.
I was cured.