Tag: hand mill

• ESCAPE

  Labuki’s eyes adjusted to the dark room as the door closed behind her. She could smell dirt and dust. She felt the cold cement walls and slowly edged around the new space. Her foot hit a round, hard object on the floor. Using her hands she felt the circular object. A handle protruded from the…

  Iain Kelly

  14/09/2016

  creative writing, Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Short Story

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