Category: Twitter Fiction

Pebbles And Shells

We traded pebbles and shells. For one pink scallop I gave you five stones polished smooth by waves. They glistened

We lay there, skin on skin. A breeze billowed the curtain and I watched as goosebumps shivered on the small

We prowled the Taiga, a ghostly light, green and ephemeral dancing across the sky. Beautiful. Haunting us. Like a howl

One of the surprising things I have discovered on Twitter is the range of writing challenges that are hosted there.