#WriteCBC task from @rachloudriscoll.bsky.social: Write a mini-scene where the setting is central. Is it friendly, hazardous, or a victim? Try to convey not just the place, but the importance of its role. That might mean bringing in conflict or raising a question that involves the setting.
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It doesn't matter what I plead. My actions damned me, but I'd do it all again. Justice is blind.
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His grandfather swore that the sky had once been blue. That stars had burned bright and cold in the darkness.
He coughed, tasting rust and ruin in the air.
The sky was dead. And the world was dying with it. #WriteCBC
Chill air. Flagstones curl her bare feet.
Distempered walls sweat damp in the window's narrow light.
She wraps her arms round her rough robe against shivering.
Mould and, faintly, urine sour her nose. That old smell.
Prayer's all that's left.
Sister Ann kneels, smiling
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A scrumpled up paper bag rolled down the empty street, like a tumbleweed. A water-filled pothole ended its journey.
'Why here?' she asked, aloud.
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For years now, every square inch of Earth was trapped in concrete – land, oceans –, stacked with grey cuboid dwellings. Biota were confined to zoological facilities. To secure their future in a world expired long ago.
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“Welcome home” it seemed to whisper.
The familiar breeze was gentler this evening, yet colder than the evening before, and as it frolicked on my back, a chill travelled down my spine. Like the calm before a storm the silence in...
The windows of the house are blind with ivy. Its slates sag, as if life has been sucked out of the rooms below.
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‘What’ll it be, love?’
‘Any jobs going?’ I ask.
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Sam shrugged. He had plenty of time. And if the interview went well perhaps one day he could be that voice. He crossed his fingers. #WriteCBC
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She felt she was slowly falling in love with this place she had dreaded coming to.