Thursday, July 11, 2013

Last sentence .... Chuck Wendig challenge...

The demon blade no longer at his hip Yoritomo sat again looking at the white glowing eyed gaijin seated across from him, reached out and poured the demon or sorcerer sake inclined his head and smiled; the white man rolled the runed rifle shot and smiled back accepting the drink.


The challenge was to write the final sentence to a piece of flash fiction.... I have a story in mind and tries to leave enough hunts to its nature. ... I liked the challenge and it got me thinking of all kinds of things,...thanks for the inspiration Chuck...

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