
This was a dream, it had to be. The world around me appeared black-and-white, covered in some kind of fog that made everything seem unfocused. London. I was in London somehow. Looking at Big Ben in the mists of maybe time itself. Where were the cars?
I wrote this in response to writing Wednesday and fandango flash fiction challenge
I love the realization of where you are…
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I would be just like that because I would recognise Big Ben! Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Good take on the photo.
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Thank you very much, I do try! Thank you for hosting, reading, and commenting.
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