They were pink, moist and plump.
Her eyes were violet and they sparked like firecrackers.
‘Oh Lily Baby…”
“Stop you fool!” You can’t think about her; it will be your ruin and the city’s.
It had to be here in her library.
Lily had been the source keeper for OldCago.
She had tried to tell me what she had found. Maybe that’s why she was killed.
The old ways written in one of these books has the power to break the machinations of terror occurring on our streets – it has to be here or all of NewC ago is doomed
“Where are you?????”
Every week Rocelle Wisoff-Fields host Friday Fictioneers. This is a delightful group of talented and encouraging writers. Have a peek at the talent beneath the page. Today’s prompt is the picture of the library taken by Claire Fuller
Every week based on the prompt I am writing a (noir) serial about a detective in a place called Newcago who tries to round up the bad guys at night. The stakes are just raised with the introduction of the automated Doom Cycle; crime just got harder to fight and the one person who could help him is dead.
Week 6 In Newcago Serial You wasps
Week 5 in Newcago Serial The Doom Cycle
Week 4 in Newcago Serial Helpless
Week 3 in Newcago Serial When the Lights Go On
week 2 in Newcago Serial Can’t Kill The Thirst
Week 1 in Newcago Serial Secret Weapon