Tuesday, 21 September 2010

Don't find fault. Find a remedy.



Argon wanted a slave - tongueless - for secrets had leaked. But none had the right skills. Eventually, a suitable slave was found but intact yet late tongue removal was risky.

His wife whispered the solution.

Now at sunrise, she gasps contently and the slave knows how not to tongue-wag,

Random Word: Sunrise Skies

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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.