Write a story
We sit in white rooms now, spartan furnishings, novel-sized windows. The tea is warm yet still melts the chocolate. Today they let us hear a bird song. The leap of its whistle reminded me of something that used to occur, when things used to occur.
6:10
The daring were punished.
Instructions
- When you click in the writing box, you get a prompt.
- Then you have six minutes to write a story.
- Go!