Tuesday, 18 May 2010

On a road ending nowhere

Making roads


As the men cracked and crushed stone, the man watched. He had seen and built the roads of Rome, laid the tracks of Norman kings, stood in civil war and wept as Scotland died but now as turnpikes rose, once again he would see roads pour over hill and plain.

Random Word: Macadam


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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.