As he fall, air whistled by, and the star above him slowly closed. The music born with him, faded. He knew this time he’d gone too far.
I so wanted a star not for me but for her not for love but because I once cared
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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.
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Welcome and thanks for dropping in. I'll pop by yours by and by.
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.