Challenge
Tell us a story.
One paragraph. Four sentences, not four lines. A beginning and ending. You fill in the middle. No dialogue. It can be loving, funny, sad, even enlightening. Tag me in the comment section as: @Danceinsilence so that I can read your work. Winner will receive The Flash Fiction Award Certificate ... and as always, I will start this off
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Cold
There is nothing in the world quite as cold as death, she thinks. Ice crackles, current tugs, life peters to a trickle in her veins. She is freezing, she is suffering and shivering and resigned, and soon she will be no more. Turns out, there is nothing in the world quite as cold as returning from death’s embrace.