Mid-Week Muses: “Viv, are we a thing?”

A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter! The scribe ignored the fortune in emeralds around her. Instead, he grasped the slave girl's hand and they ran for their lives. #1lineWed He strode ashore amid a sound of thunder and gunfire. Time travel mutation or... Continue Reading →

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