Greetings, Weekend Writing Warriors! These are the last 9 sentences a little further along in Blagdan’s story. He escapes from the Medical Facility, which has been the only home he knows, and flees to the Outer Rim via railpod. He disembarks the next morning to discover more ruins and a small shanty settlement.
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He looked both ways down the dreary, cinder encrusted track. The right side curved back along the rail pod track, through the endless ruins. The left side veered away from the track into the decaying urban wilderness. Through the haze of the drizzle he could see the suggestion of mountains.
Without further hesitation, he headed down the left side of the track.
The mountains tugged at his senses, drawing him irresistibly along.
The rhythm of his steps crunching on the road echoed the gentle huff of his breaths. His mind was blank. All that existed was the endless movement of his legs and arms, and the taste of the air.
© Kim Magennis 2016
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