Wednesday, 23 September 2009

Switch and the Dark Tower

Switch halted at the door. He was out of breath and out of time- theRandom Story Image screams of Help me had stopped. 
           ‘Emolley hold on I am coming.’ He charged at the door with his shoulder that creaked but held. 
            ‘Cut. Sorry darling,the  bloody door should have come off.’

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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.