The rain’s not so bad when you’re out of it, dry and warm. You can watch the raindrops explode on the tarmac or turn into ripples; and listen to its sound, to me a most soothing sensation.
But sometimes when you watch, you see things. I preferred living in the country, I had less on my conscience.
There I saw the occasional cat or fox fight, and, one time, hedgehogs having sex; here it is much worse.
And they know what I have seen. They have seen me see.
And I know what they will do if I say anything.
But sometimes when you watch, you see things. I preferred living in the country, I had less on my conscience.
There I saw the occasional cat or fox fight, and, one time, hedgehogs having sex; here it is much worse.
And they know what I have seen. They have seen me see.
And I know what they will do if I say anything.
Written for Friday Fictioneers from the following picture prompt:
PHOTO PROMPT -© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Additionally, in the last month I have written for a couple of previous prompts but too late to join the Link-Up (and both also wound up clocking in at over 100 Words.) If you fancy reading them, please click on links to the right of the picture prompts below:
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Nicely developed tension and fear.
ReplyDeleteI agree with ce ayr... nicely developed tension!
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