She opens the back door to let the breeze in and hears something moving in the night. She steps out on the patio, illuminated by a single overhead floodlight in the inky country dark. She tosses a stone, it hits the shadow at the edge of the circle of light, and bounces off it.
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Replying to @MicroFlashFic
I can imagine the flood of imagination before this. And I suppose you feel as I do, when selecting only some from the paragraph. Share on!
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Replying to @Travis_Borne
No, actually, that's the whole thing. I don't know what happens next. I like the mystery.
8:26 PM - 14 Apr 2018
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