Tuesday, October 12, 2004

One-Sentence Story

As Susan stared at the chaos overtaking the city beneath her, she found that her mind could no longer make sense of the sounds, smells, and sights of death, and she smiled as it quietly folded into itself.

1 comment:

Kevin said...

As his hand flew across the room trailing a fan of distinct crimson droplets, each shining with the sodium light glaring from the overhead fixture, Martin's senses took on a clarity he had never before believed was even possible.