She clasped her seat belt, summoning every bit of will to resist fainting. The prop plane corkscrewed down. Shaky glances at the pilot's limp neck solidified a #deathly simulation of the end. She flexed her eyes shut and tried to envision warm lights. Darkness prevailed.
Grey felt the burn of lactic acid hijacking his legs. The windy path to the Taken Castle was full of spiritual interventions. His late grandpa had even screeched a #deathly howl, but he wasn't having it. He'd crawl to the kingdom if it meant conquest of the Crystal Demon.
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Daily Flash Fiction
Ficción GeneralThis book is a rolling collection of short flash fictions which I'll be updating daily. Each story will have to incorporate one specific word every day, and that word will be identified with a hashtag in front. Enjoy!
