Monday, August 3, 2015

Instant Fiction

He tried to outrun his past every day. When he returned home, it was waiting for him



"This is the last cigarette I'll ever smoke", he said, as he tossed the glowing butt away. The gas station erupted in flames



Tears flowed down his face, as he stood outside her door. He wanted her to see, but the rain blinded her




They sat around the bonfire singing loudly. When the fire died and the singing stopped, they heard the snarling of the wolves surrounding them

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