Diminika (Australia) published:
PROMPT: Flash Fiction Competition 2017
This reckless abandon that I used to once call a sanctuary. A place in which trust was an honest truth. But now? A jaw-dropping hunger was all we knew. Once, reliability was an easy word to pronounce. Distress had no place on our tongues. Everything fell, piece by piece. Until the puzzle of our lives which was once whole, now lay in the dust, covered with the blood of our own.
I was where I came from, I was who...
10 months ago