Wild West - Chapter 9 - Part 13 - 5 minute freewrite challenge
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Chapter 1
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Chapter 2
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Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 4
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Chapter 5
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Chapter 6
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Chapter 7
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Chapter 8
Chapter 9
They kept on watching over their shoulders until the last of the workers walked his way back down into the mine. They somewhat relieved themselves when they've learned they've done it and then only needed to wait for the train to fill up with the ore and leave the station. Seconds felt like minutes and minutes like hours when they were waiting for a new group of workers to come dump the ore. It felt as if an entire year had passed before a new group showed up.
The position they were in was far from comfortable, and because they couldn't move much, their limbs slowly began to first ache, and then fall asleep. They stayed put throughout the entire time, and it was with the last of the workers of the next group that they heard some of the guards shouting nearby. One of the guards even passed right by them, missing them because of pure luck. They couldn't quite make what was going on, but there were many different voices – all coming from the direction of the ramp.
Tom and James soon realized that the guards were to move the ramp to the next wagon. Judging by their shouts they also managed to make out that they were moving it past them. They needed to move. Fast.
Disclaimer: The full story is in its unfinished state. All content is tentative to change.
"One year"
in the comments below leave me a clue,
an idea for a story you'd love to read,
a journey to the unknown my keyboard will lead.
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If you enjoy writing yourself, I am hosting a constrained writing contest, where each week I limit your writing with various rules and force you to be creative in brand new ways! If you're not a writer yourself, check it out and see what others have come up with! :D
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Next writing prompt to be fulfilled:
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Five minute freewrite challenges I have fulfilled:
Fire, Toilet, Flash, Soft feet, Pillow, Grounding, Surprise, Ending the pain, Going for a walk, Car Mechanic, Murderer, Dog hair, Ducks, Untested medicine, Forbidden love, Vacation, Awakening, Dentist, Wild west.
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I really admire you!! You are sticking with it. And I hope your eye is better!!
Thanks! I try my best!
It's not really :| I see more blur than not and am praying it doesn't spread to the other eye :|
The eyedrops I got are ewwww (I don't like anything enar my eyes), and I dread the moment I decide to go to bed because I have to apply some ointment on the inside of my eyelids. I still don't know how exactly I will do that.... ugh.
The picture that can be painted with color of human imagination seems to be more natural. The painting is no longer in color and color. Photography is also limited to camera frames. Like technology and rich imagination of human imagination.