Brain Freeze Version 2.0

Monday, September 19, 2005

The 55-word story tag.



The bodies of countless soldiers lay on the battleground.

The night was bright with the light of bombs being dropped by low-flying aircraft.

Was it the smell of victory or the stench of burning flesh?

Amidst the sounds of rapid machine gunfire…

“Son, come and have your dinner.”

“Five minutes, mom. I’m on level 10!”

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