In the darkest, dankest corner of the cellar, you go through another spoon. Futile, digging tunnels. But it takes your mind off what’s next.
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Story 16 of 31 for Story A Day – today’s prompt is Twitter fiction.
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Really good. Chilling.
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Oh that’s terrible – in a good way.
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Deliciously sharp in it’s vagueness
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Thank you!
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geez. this is crazy, haunting!!
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Thanks, Rosema 🙂
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most welcome, Sonya! 🙂
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I’m kinda awestruck after reading it 😁🙌 it’s so great
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An artful story that appears to tell it all!
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Let’s hope they don’t swap to plastic spoons. Though judging from the setting of a dungeon, plastic spoons may not have been invented yet.
Try to rest over the weekend, Sonya, and get better.
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