The chain link fence cast an angular shadow on the side walk below, creating geometric patterns to decorate the gray, bland slab. A cool breeze tousled the tree branches, scattering dry leaves, and making the shadows dance. A lizard scampers up onto the fence, its bright green body standing out brightly from the black fence. As it leaps from wire to wire, as nimble as a cat walking along a fence, it makes its way towards the peak of the black coated wire. Its body twisting like an acrobat, like a fish as it evades predators. Its lithe body twisted its way to the top, and looks down on me, inspecting me with its small, yet intelligent reptilian eyes. After deciding that I was no harm to it, the green reptile quickly turned, and disappeared into a small opening in the pole that held up the top of the fence.
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Cliffhangers
Short StoryThis is a book of just the beginnings of stories that I have scribbled down in notebooks, and spare pieces of paper. Most of them will be cliffhangers, and I will not be doing continuations of any of the chapters, so do not ask. You have been warned.
