Madison Woods hosts Flash Fiction on Fridays. “A picture is worth a thousand words,” however this flash has one to accomplish the same task within a hundred.
There they go. Towards the underpass.
The girl has been running for quite some time. I admire her carnal fear and survivalism. The way she heaves in huge gusts of air, her eyes wide and wild as layers of her life are stripped away with every stride. Finite. Fading.
Truly a shame to forfeit such an entertaining human!
Hah. For a minute there, I nearly thought about intervening on her behalf. But that would be…compassion. Clearly this girl over the years has grown on me–something I did not think possible.
Well, whoever the guy is that crossed her better keep running, because she looks like she could be me right about now.