My 5 sentence Fiction inspired by the prompt
"GRIEF"
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“Mist in summer? Strange,” he thought. His eyes twitched making him feel uneasy.
“Caw, caw, caw” A hundred crows shattered the early morning
silence. He looked out to see a crow lying dead beneath the banyan tree.
The
electric lines were swaying.
© Geeta Nair, 2014. All rights reserved. (Published at Manjeri on 14.09-2014).
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