Saturday, 14 March 2009

Tarnished Hero

He fell in love with her faded, rusty look. He had enough of the gleaming waxwork blondes or the brittle brunettes who stuck around as long as his cash did. With her he wanted to make it so she was safe and never had to cry for what he did.

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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.