If you're reading this, my child, that means that I am dead. I hope it was a good death, whatever that means. My possessions are few. I would like to leave you the sofa you're sitting on right now. It's my favorite and the one on which you were conceived.
The writer's block seems to have eased up a bit (either that or 50-word stories are so short they can just sneak through without triggering any feelings of uncertainty or whatever). Whichever, I'll take it.
But yeah, head
over here for prompts and details to write your own Zapfic today.
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