He was running.
As the wind blew against his face his hair danced in the breeze. Feet thudding against the ground, faster and faster. He sped through the park trying to make it in time.
It was a cold and scary night.
Frost covered the grand as the clouds swarmed the sky blocking the twinkling of stars. Breathing heavily he walked slowly as his breath crystalised into a white cloud floating into the dark sky.
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Short Stories
General FictionThese are just some stories I wrote after getting some burst of inspiration. They probably won't be any good and will most likely be unfinished. I hope you enjoy reading my random nonsense. (I have no specific genre.) Contents contain descriptions...
