A helical fountain sprayed fluorescent mist downtown. She stared out in the distance, but the horizon was a blur past a mile. As if she was surrounded by a dome made of melting ice cream. She panicked and screamed the safe word, but this digital #escapade wasn't ending.
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Daily Flash Fiction
General FictionThis 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!
