I'm trying to write a short piece of flash fiction everyday from whatever pops into my head at the time.
It'll mainly be rambling unsubtle crap but hey, at least its something right?
Tuesday, 5 October 2021
Fifteen
The city is drenched by the rain, and I can’t
find the gate. The ground fills me with momentary fear, and right now I can’t bear
to get any closer to it. What should I do? I can - (4) Ask for directions? Or (6)
Wander around a little more?
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