tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6628640067231161051.post6793771751060322623..comments2023-07-26T16:38:59.328+01:00Comments on Flash Fiction Writers: NANO FICTION DAILY DARE #11Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6628640067231161051.post-53207019151020210042012-11-12T00:22:50.789+00:002012-11-12T00:22:50.789+00:00Hunted
The amateur hunters whined. Trekking for t...Hunted<br /><br />The amateur hunters whined. Trekking for two hours.<br /><br />“When is this beast going to present itself?”, growled a Brit. <br /><br />A clearing in the bush, led the pack into a ravine basin.<br /><br />They relished the moments of rest.<br /><br />Mark noticed the scatted bones.<br /><br />Mark gave a warning shout, the beast had circled back on them.<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16231050807181191974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6628640067231161051.post-77157129611551736682012-11-11T15:42:48.858+00:002012-11-11T15:42:48.858+00:00#11 A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing
“No, you can’t.” S...#11 A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing<br /><br />“No, you can’t.” Stephen’s distress jolted her to struggle to get rid of the ropes tying her hands. The voices were louder and for a moment one of them sounded familiar. The door slid open. It was Ling, the big bad wolf in sheep’s clothing. He smiled and slowly swung the katana. “No!” she screamed.<br /><br />© 2012 Lizzie GudkovLizzie Gudkovhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17417393726067025555noreply@blogger.com