Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Wither does she wander

Random Word: The Key
doorThe burning of heretics left stench stained smoke and a vanished door. Once, many years later, the soot of trains and factory spewings let some say they had seen it, but only they never came back. I just know that she opened it, and I must too, or she dies.

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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.