Friday Fictioneers – Desolation – Sci-fi/Humor PG13

Well, Carolyn is done – on to the next thing!  Friday Fictioneers hasn’t changed.  Still hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, it is a 100 word (more or less) story.  After reading my answer to the prompt below, please click > HERE < for the rest of the entries.  Enjoy!!!

Copyright – Danny Bowman

David glanced around.  The world of New York City, lights, busyness, and noise was gone.  All of it was gone.  In its place was…nothing.  Well, just sand, grass, and the expansive sky.  He had never seen so much blue.  The sun glared; the sand burned right through his loafers.  He scratched his head and the sand was already laced through it.

“Dang!” he thought.  “Those dating sites aren’t worth it.  I don’t understand… “Then, he did.  He thought back and he did.  When it said “occupation: witch”, he had laughed.  Perhaps, he should not have done that on the date.

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Namaste,

Scott

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