Posts in Dystopian short story
Sticks And Stones

What if Flint worked out how to use the stick before he worked out how to use the stone? The sudden thought sent a deluge of anxiety and fear into the pit of his stomach and he dropped, back flat against the nearest wall. Scrunching up his eyes, Check thought he saw the dark figure to emerge from the blackness, stick raised, a blood-curdling howl of fury sounding his last moments.

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