For the 12/18/2019 prompt, Rue submitted ‘A New Color of Sunrise.”
We had such a variety of submissions for this first prompt, great job everyone! I’m excited to see how they turn out next week.
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“I don’t know what I’m doing here anymore. It’s so cold that my toes are beginning to go numb in my boots. They should have been here hours ago to pick me up.”
A New Colour of Sunrise, EM Harding
“They rowed, the oars biting the frigid waves. The cold had burrowed through his layers of padding and mail and was now sitting in his chest.”
The Island, Dewi Hargreaves
“I’ve been staring at my account for half an hour, but it doesn’t change. No matter how much I will it, no money magically appears…”
A New Color of Sunrise, rue sparks
“His fingers flex around the glass, testing their grip before he raises it to take a sip. Bubbling cherryade fizzes against his lips, the rosy colour of an early summer sunrise, and disappears into the wet darkness of his mouth.”
A New Colour of Sunrise, Lou Willingham