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Writer of Fiction
 
100 Words – Her Valley Pt. 1

The valley was quiet. Then the machines came. The men in machines. The noise and smoke drove the birds from the sky.

When it’s dark like this I like to sit quietly and think of nothing. In order to properly think of nothing I must have my eyes open. To close them invites dreams and sleep. To open them in daylight invites perception and perception leads always to
thought.

She was beautiful in body and soul but was as dumb as a skunk on Tuesday. She chased the men and their machines from the valley.

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Tags: , - Author: Tom - Published: August 8, 2012

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