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On the Premises does these occasional mini-contests for its newsletter subscribers (it’s weekly, if you’re interested).

This contest was “Tell, show, or evoke a complete story by writing exactly five sentences. Each sentence must be exactly five words long, for a total length of exactly 25 words.”

These are the three I didn’t submit.

She’d been there nearly forever. Mold grew across her shoulders. Birds nested in her hair. Wind chipped at her features. She’d promised that she’d wait.

I miss his warm presence. The way he held me. His skin bare against mine. The nighttime noises he made. I wish he hadn’t gone.

She huddled in the cold. Her skin was chapped, frostbitten. Her breath came in clouds. She’d been stuck for days. Did they even miss her?

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/32655.html. You can comment here or there.

Mirrored from Alder's Grove Fiction.

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