She stepped off. It had been a long journey but she was finally here.
200
Night closed in as a gentle torrent of rain fell around us. We faced one another, I exhaled.
200
I noticed the source of the light, it was coming up through the gaps in the floorboards. I walked over and lay flat on the floor, pressing my eye to the gap.
200
Just one step through the door, and he knew he’d come to the wrong place.
200
I opened the box. It wasn’t there.
500
You slammed the door and started the engine. The car lurched into action and we tore down the street.
500
Tom was late with his writing prompt. Tom’s never late with his writing prompt. I gave him a ring.
500
Space looked nothing like I thought it would.
500
One man fell past the window. Then another. Then another.
500
As the siren started you grabbed my arm. Urgency shot through us. It was time.
500
The flies drifted lazily around the room as the oppressive heat pushed in. A sudden sharp knock on the door awoke him from his nap.
500
I felt the first tremor of snow caress my trembling skin. We climbed onwards.
500
She saw him again. The man from the train.
1000
It was hot. We squinted as we glared into the ferocious sun.
1000