100-word stories

Lost in the Desert with My Love of No Name

75: Sad to think the love in the story would never be the same

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Feet burning, sun beaming down, body on fire, I walked across sandpaper for miles. Fine grit. Got into everything.

Picked her up a day into my journey. Wandered over, slipped her hand into mine, our steps fell…

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H.C. Holmes

H.C. Holmes

Adventurous with my thinking, dangerous with my pen.