"Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way."
— E.L. Doctorow

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Six sentence Sunday

"Aren't you going to fight for him?"

Stuart swallowed, his eyes stinging. "I've no weapons and no armor. I've already surrendered. Good night, gentlemen." He went inside.

I submitted this today. I will let you know if it was accepted as soon as I know.

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