Portrait of a Bird
(Speculative Flash Fiction) "Then came the noise, a ringing in his ears so loud he thought they’d bleed, and the blinding white light."
The automatic double doors parted for Leonard as he entered the hardware store. The breeze followed and carried the remaining smoke from …
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