Monday, March 30, 2015

Round Robin

She could feel a breeze of air coming from beneath the door but she saw no light. Hers was a precarious situation and whatever lay on the other side of that door could hardly be worse than what she presently faced. Or could it? She bit her bottom lip, clenched her eyes, and pursed her mouth - her decision made.

© C Harris Lynn DBA The Weirding, 2015

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