You wake up in an overgrown meadow. Your wrists and ankles hurt – looks as if they were tied with rope. What’s that smell – is that you?
A gunshot rings out in the distance. You turn that way. You see a manor house. You hear the excited yaps and barks of a pack of dogs.
Soon, you spot them. Giving chase. Coming for you.
This is your sentence.
Your crime: Opposition. You dared to disagree.
The thunder of horseshoed hooves follows the hounds.
You cannot win, but you can spoilt the hunt. You’ll commit another act of opposition. You won’t run.
Love the premise, and the twist. You did a lot with 100 words! =D
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Thank you, that’s great to hear 🙂
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Wonderful story, Sonya! I love the twist at the end! So much in a short space.
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Thank you, Lori!
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Woah. Awesome.
Reminded me of the Hunger Games.
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Yeah, I suppose it shares a few similarities with the Hunger Games. Thank you 🙂
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