Thursday, 23 September 2010

And the jungle shall claim it’s own



'I'll not lose you even if I've to hunt down every single fecking leopard until I find you again.'

Alan, gun in hand, waited, as Corinne, still barely, human rasped,

'Follow me.'

Alan hesitated, lose his humanity or lose her.

The answer was a gunshot - his death, her freedom.


 Random Word: Magic


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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.