Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Two Sentence Tuesday #14
His only distraction from the grating five AM desolation was the spiteful choir of voices in his head. How strange that he found their taunts comforting…
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Two Sentence Tuesday #13
It was all I could do to composedly tolerate the clock’s
sadistic taunts as it ticked the seconds past with the speed of a snail on Xanax.
Would this day never end?
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Two Sentence Tuesday #12
After hours of trudging down a sweltering gravel road, I felt my legs sinking into the ground while I gasped for breath. Circling vultures leered at me from above and I could swear they began laughing as they flew in for the kill.
Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Two Sentence Tuesday #11
The raging warrior raised his blood-flecked gladius high above his head in savage triumph. Throughout the colossal throng of spectators, not a celebratory whisper was offered.
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