He fall knowing that he wouldn’t survive the impact whenever it came, he struggled to remember why he was falling. The thud of the ground was welcome yet didn’t feel final
‘How long must he suffer?’ said the advocate-witness.
‘Still he remembers what he did to us,’ said his victims.
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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.