The chains of society bound her, gave her no space.
The heavy chains of who she ought to be and how she ought to behave, made her choke. In her desperation, she turned to the black smoke. She knew it was toxic, and she knew it was evil.
However, it was an escape from her chains.
Character Count: 280
Prompts:
Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge “Smoke”
Photo Credit:Β Silvia Grav
Sad way to.escape but really good story.
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I agree, a really sad way to escape.
Thanks so much! π
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Wonderful! Youβve penned another brilliant tweet! π
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Thanks so much, Kat! π π
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Chains, seems to be the way of the world at the moment.
You’re great at these quick burst stories.
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Thanks so much, Lucas! π
Yes, the world has always been in chains though
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Well done!
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Thank You! π
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