Friday, October 06, 2006

55 Fiction Friday


Iris reached into the dark hollow, her fingers colder than the stone. She tried to ignore the things that scuttled away from her seeking hands. She grasped the corners of a wooden box within that she’d seen only once in her life but knew better than any object except perhaps the key which unlocked it.

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2 comments:

Paperback Writer said...

OOoo!!

What's inside?!?!

Osquer said...

Wouldn't you like to know?