In the pursuit of writing a short story I am a little stumped.
A little writing insight, please.
The Beauty of a Dying Day
A tragic romantic entanglement of a love both fated and feared.
I know you want to read it. . .
The chances were that she would never see him again. The odds were that he was only meant to greet her once. Luck has a way of changing fate, or perhaps that was fate’s great design all along?
Route and Review 