5 Minute Fiction: Through the Bars
Have you ever seen a picture and thought, “God, there’s a whole book in that one image…” This is a little flash fiction for one of those pictures. Ages 18+ only please, for dark subject matter. “Don’t. It’s not your fault.” “We need to get water. When was the last time you ate? Look, try to find a hollow by the window while it’s still raining. We don’t have any way to carry it but we can drink now, maybe soak it up into our clothes for later. But no, if we wear them the sweat might ruin it. Salt. Salt counteracts hydration.” “It doesn’t hurt.” “The fuck it–” His shout cracked into silence, then a whisper. “Don’t lie to me. I’m not weak, Mari. I can take it. You know I can get us out of here.” “Okay.” She... Read More
