Since I think 55 Fiction is the coolest, I'd really like to write more pieces. But as you know PTs don't allow me to. So here are 3 pieces (:
The choice lay between both of them. The two girls, one with fair hair and the other with black, but with beautiful faces of striking resemblance, fixed their eyes on the apple strudel. A very rare morsel, with creamy goodness. They could not decide; they did love each other, but both wanted to study law.
Fate Seal-ed
Cruel, almost sharp snowflakes whipped its face, and the gale drowned out its calls. The twinkling glow, albeit tiny, was a welcome sight. It made its way painstakingly towards the halo of light, straining against the pillar of wind. Soon, it could make out a human, with a…stick? Darkness. Such is the nature of man.
He loved the sheer simplicity of connecting with people. He revelled in how he could attack others with just a finger-twitch. Nobody knew how large his nose was, or that his stomach area was not as flat as he would like it to be. It was really all so simple in his book of Face.
Dorothy and from my next post onwards I'll sign off as Dot.
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