Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Gnomish Destiny

Reginald knew it was not his destiny to gather dust in a shed full of forgotten things. 

He hadn’t made it very far away but had at least found a new home when a bystander took him from the crash site. 

Shivering, he tried, unsuccessfully, to remind himself the shed had been a bad place.

This story was written for the weekly 55 Word Challenge flash fiction challenge and makes use of all three prompt photos in a single 55-word story.

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