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Tropical
Huddled in what was left of the tent, with the rain drum-rolling overhead, they watched the other campers clomping over fields trying to find boots, towels, wetsuits, pots, bedding and pets, as the wind played tag with them.
Shivering, mum said, “well at least a tropical storm is bleeding warm.”
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.