Monday, 26 July 2010

To the future, and dreams that sleep on

Ghost town

They sat avoiding each other. Finally, the silence broke. He said,’ I’ve a ticket for out of here.’Her touch said yes, but her eyes said no. The suitcase was put away.

They died, she first, then him and the town. His lost future would have saved it, and her.

 Random Word: Justiceburg


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1 comment:

  1. This actually looks quite a bit like the Justiceberg I was describing with my prompt. Amazing.


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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.