Flash: 08: Solid Gold
I would crawl around on all fours and bark like a dog if it meant a chance to fly with the greatest ace in history.
I would crawl around on all fours and bark like a dog if it meant a chance to fly with the greatest ace in history.
Riding hard into the morning sun, we found ourselves on an ancient, ruined road.
When giants moved, it meant war.
As the light filtered through its pearlescent form, it was split in a manner similar to a prism. I had never encountered anything like this in the two years that I had been here.
Plenty of good reasons not to do it. One of which being that you just don’t want to.
We find comfort in our old skin. Like wearing old, broken-in shoes.
The lights in the sky continued their advance. He had no hope of outrunning them, but his legs refused to stop.
Like snorting a fat gagger every few minutes, the effect is similarly deleterious.
I’ll keep on slamming these keys for sure.
My foot is gone. Must have left it back there in the dirt.