Roving
around the city, I have noticed something odd. Folks wander here and there
aimlessly like zombies. Ask them something and they just stare at you blankly.
With great difficulty, some manage to utter words which are hard to understand.
At random times, they suddenly become active, start running towards a fast
approaching bus or taxi in vain hope that it will shallow them up and vomit
them at some new destination. At times they just spin around in circles while
making odd noises while some gather in bunches and run around some object as
they sing some song which I can't place. Have you noticed anything similar or have
you participated in such activities?
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Monday, February 17, 2014
The interplanetary excursion Fiction In A Flash # 20
One fine day, we boarded an innocuous
looking wormy interplanetary ship and headed to Uranus where the Blue Backwoods
tribe allowed jewels and meerschaum to be harvested using hazardous Peroxide
without wearing any clothes in remembrance of the miners who had gone before us
and give us the money to keep our home fires burning.
Where The Wild Things Are Fiction In A Flash # 21
(This picture was taken from the Internet)
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Curses that
would turn a sailors cheeks red filled my ears as I saw a figure yelling into a
phone. She kept cursing as it barreled
towards the water. The startled woman ran down the bridge when I kept staring
at her. "I must be drunk." I mumbled as I took another gulp of
whiskey.
The Abandoned House Fiction In A Flash # 22
(This picture was taken from the Internet)
A strong earthy smell wafted over me and
the sound of crunching leaves seemed ominous. Startled, I looked up and the
forbidding sky seemed as dark and forbidding as the thoughts I was in. Turning
around, I gestured to my companion and we sat under the shadows of the derelict
house to empty the whisky bottle.
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