Thursday, 28 January 2010

It ain’t over till the last bullet

Random WRandom Story Imageord: Run
‘When yor goin to run?’
           It were just a waiting game. The bullets bouncin off the rocks, told Duke otherwise. Jumping for cover,  he landed heavy and felt something crack. Before the pain kicked he fired off a round. The  empty click told him it was his turn to wait.


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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.