He stood alone on the edge of everything and nothing, the wind ripping trough his clothes, the rain pouring down. A flash of purple sheet lightning and a rolling crash of thunder lit the undersides of the swollen, grey clouds. One step and it would be over. His troubles, the world's hopes.
It all came down to this.
A single step. A choice. Life or death.
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Short Story Collection
General FictionA collection of (very) short stories that I have written covering a wide variety of genres.
