AnselBuch (Czech Republic) published:
PROMPT: Fantasy Writing Competition 2019
The first thing Vivian thought of when she entered the bathroom was the dust. On the mirror, the black marble counter, the cute little soap dispenser, the walls. Negligent of the staff and maybe herself. The dust was gone soon enough, spotless surfaces gleaming all around, and Vivian washed her hands quietly in the echoing bathroom. She couldn’t tell exactly whether the echoes were in the walls or between her own ears.
Outside the bathroom, the fancy little bistro was...
12 months ago