Friday February 15th, 2019

The exercise:

Write four lines of prose about: the bluff.

2 comments:

Greg said...

Remember these two?

The bluff
Miss Hide stood on the edge of the bluff letting the wind blow around her and ruffle her hair. Next to her, Miss Sikh gazed off across the sea, completely untouched by the wind who clearly knew better than to disturb her silver-and-red hair.
"How long do you expect your sabbatical to take?"
"I'm enjoying it, so maybe another thousand years or so."

Marc said...

Greg - indeed!

And I appreciate them stopping in for a quick visit, though from the sounds of it there might be a good long while before they come around again!