Setting: My own
Original short fiction (challenge)
Standard disclaimer: This is intended as a work of fiction. It may contain adult themes or upsetting material.
When I ran short of inspiration but wanted to get back into the swing of short blog fiction, I decided to use the same prompt set as for Neptune’s Rain Cuts Like Diamonds where you randomly roll a title, first line and last line from a list.
9 – The Limits of Our Imperfection (Title)
7 – The odd man remained silent, forcing a small, copper box into my hands. (First line – though I thought it was ‘old man’, so that’s where I ended up)
9 – The smoke was blue and grey and smelled like a promise. (Last line)