Glistening motes of chaff drifted on light. ©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 98 words
Alone, she tried to raise her hand, but the drugs were too strong. ©2016 Kecia Sparlin; 99 words
He drove, and she zipped her jeans.©2016 Kecia Sparlin; 100 words
...the arena's gold had grayed. ©2016 Kecia Sparlin; 100 words


