Five Sentence Fiction.
This week's prompt is Ruins.
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Lillie McFerrin Writes
A half-dead fly
buzzed sporadically at the spit-ball-dotted window. The khaki shade was
at half mast and tapped in the frame with the early spring breeze, while the noon sun entered uninvited with each gust. One
row of desks remained in alignment, a stark contrast to the rest of the room
with its overturned chairs. Inside, silence, though a clock ticked and a
forgotten paper fluttered; outside, raucous voices called to one another, music blared, and a siren screamed.
The building was at last discarded, unwanted if
not unneeded; the inevitable result of theories, testing, and the rejection of
common sense.
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