a short story, a description, a character


November 11, 2009, 10:03 am
Filed under: completely unconnected descriptions

The parade carried on past the darkened alleyway. The twirling, bright colours, cheers and waving didn’t notice the small, bedraggled body lying in the dirt. Her eyelid twitched, and she lay still.

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