| Re: Son of 6 word story -- 6 (or less) lines of 6 words each She walks along dark, cold streets
Her footsteps the only, lonely sound
The moon is her companion, soundless,
Evil eyes stare forth from windows,
Hungry mouths hang open, dripping slobber,
They want to taste her soul.
Huh. Seems that when I do things like this depressing stuff always comes out. |