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One Hundred Words. Infinite Worlds.

A small glimpse further into my mind, its a dark place with many cobwebs and often forgotten about. This blog was about drabbles, but has evolved into a few other random writings, or witterings when I'm not abandoning it alltogether for other crafty pursuits.

Tuesday, 19 May 2009


The plane crashed down into the jungle night, metal screaming and smoke pluming into the sky. Robert could feel each soul as it tore free of imprisoning flesh. The metal of the seatbelt dug into his gut fingers gripping tightly to the orange seat in front. The plane judder to a halt amid the trees, the silence after the crash was eerie, it sent a spike adrenalin down Robert’s spine as he unclipped his lap belt. “Hello?” he called but the plane was empty and the jungle was silent. 400 passengers and crew gone. Robert was alone in the darkness.

chimera prompt: jungle

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