Mission

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

Twenty-One

The snake slithers towards me, smashing any buildings blocking its path. Eventually, it reaches me, yet I continue to look away, defiant. It stares at me a while before, bored, it leaves, crashing its way back towards the farm. Triumphant, I look to leave the overpass, but find myself stranded, every way up destroyed by the snake’s journey. And so, I stay up there, forever.

Restart?

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