My preferred genre is fantasy, so this piece is a bit different from my usual work. The link to the challenge itself is here, including all the rules, etc. I wrote a 200 word flash fiction piece, using four of the five prompts. The prompts are as follows:
Prompt 1:
Two people are sitting together under the remains of a concrete bridge. Their backs are against a rusted bridge support. One person’s leg is cut. The other person has wet hair.
Prompt 2:
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He was watching a drop of
water form under the concrete bridge. It had been gathering for some time, growing
almost imperceptibly. Soon it would fall, but for now it hung, motionless.
Across the river, some
children were playing on the shore. Another child bounced a ball dully along the
surface of the bridge overhead. They seemed removed, distant, outside of his
bubble of stillness. An old man was walking further up the beach. He was shuffling
slowly along, but edging incessantly closer.
The drop under the bridge
support grew larger, swelling with the passage of time. The cut on his leg
throbbed steadily with his pulse.
The figure beside him was
still. His hair was still wet from the river, even though his lips had already
started to turn a cold shade of blue. There were red marks on his throat, standing
out starkly against his pale skin. The man resisted a sudden compulsion to fit
his own hands to the marks, knowing they would match exactly.
The crunch of uncertain
footsteps grew louder. They echoed strangely under the bridge, sounding muted
and hollow. He turned towards the noise, and met wide and frightened eyes.
The drop fell.
The drop fell.
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