Socks - Matthew Drabbles

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A new mini series. Just some tiny things that I write that aren't fanfics. Enjoy!

   The sock laying in the road was tiny. It was a pale shade of blue with white bunnies on it. The child it belonged to couldn't be much older than 3. The color was sunbleached and faded almost beyond recognition. There was a hole in the toes (it wouldn't protect from the cold now.) Scorch marks etched into the pavement around the sock formed a distinctive shape, a head, two small arms, two legs. Such a tiny form, lost to ash and smoke.

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