Mackenzie (United States) published:
PROMPT: Flash Fiction Competition 2019
I sit on a rock in a world of eternal night with the deafening roar of a dead sun at my back. We all grow weary of this journey. Animals land with a thud on the road and the plants crumble against hands, skin pulled taut. No one speaks. They wouldn’t be heard. I reach for my cane, stand, and continue on.
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