Sunday, October 14, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday - The Prophet and the Crown I: The Fallen

           The stranger allowed the drunk to lean on its arm.  The man peered up at his face with eyes set in nests of wrinkles.  We ain’t been properly innerduced.  I’m Richard, but folks call me Buck.  What’s your name?” 
            “I don’t know.” 
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