Unresolved
This was never the plan. Your choice, but my fault – my failure – as certain as if I provided the weapon. Forever my soul will haunt the hallways of regret, closing doors on what should have been. We remain unresolved. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Written in response to the YeahWrite #342 Microprose Challenge: Write a complete story in exactly…
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Silent Leaving
“Can’t imagine spending life with anyone else,” the old woman said. The rocking chairs creaked. A groundhog lumbered nearby. Such similar creatures are we, thought the old man. Eat, hibernate, mate, hibernate some more. He had left her long ago, retreated into dreams of another life. “Yep,” he said. “Imagine.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This post was written for the…
