Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction
The following is a piece of writing submitted by In Walked Ryan on November 7, 2008
"This was my first time doing a post and experimenting with the website. I prematurely clicked submit, but oh well."
Time is Falling
The broken watch struck at midnight while the sun hung overhead. Reginald had lost track of time before or at least this is what his mind had told him.He glanced down at this watch. The big and small arrows of time pointed at the 12. He was really running out of time.
It was autumn. Color leaves eddied around his ankles. Reds, oranges, yellows. The black canvas splattered with the large maple leaves beckoning, teasing the last remaining leaves to join in.
The leaves did not have time. Reginald had run out of time.
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