The dried golden grass crunched under her feet as she walked the cemetery. Inadvertently, she stumbled upon the hidden resting place on the grounds of the deteriorating manor. The stone birdbath, worn out by time and weather, still stood peacefully on the first plot. The angel, her eyes closed in peaceful slumber, tilted her headContinue reading “FRIDAY FICTION: Isabella (89 Words)”
Her final destination awaits.
The shadows of love lost still sit centered on the glass table. A beautiful, contradicting reminder of the illusion of trust.
I have decided to try something new. On Fridays, I will use a random number generator to come up with how many words my story should be. Doing these specific word count exercises has helped me clean up my writing. If you would like to join in this adventure, post your story in the commentContinue reading “FRIDAY FICTION: 10 Word Story”