amwriting – Page 2 – black CATastrophy

black CATastrophy Writing Prompt 09

The fog settled over the city, and one by one, the lights went out.

I was convinced it was only the shadows playing tricks on me. But then the statue began to speak.

The only question was whether or not she had the nerve.

As the ocean rushed up to greet him, he realised he had never seen water so blue.

There’s a solution for your indie budget.

A crippling feeling gripped him in the very pit of his stomach.

Happy birthday to ME! Oh… and some launch stuff.

He tucked his bloodied hands…