"The soil under him was still moist from yesterday's rainfall. He could feel the coldness through his favourite black robe soothing his burning skin. The robe would be ruined after soaking in the soil for so long, but he did not care, for if they made it out of this alive he could buy a thousand robes, if he wanted to...." This is a collection of short stories/flash fiction I wrote to words a friend of mine chose for me. Some of them deal with sensitive topics. I will put warnings in the title of those stories so that you will be able to skip those if you want! I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I did writing them! Chapters: 500 -1000 wordsAll Rights Reserved