“The Viaduct” @Making_Fiction 500 words The viaduct terrified me. Sure, the hostile natives scared me too. Their potbelly bodies, their raggedy clothes and their strange beliefs were uncouth, but they could not touch us outside their boundaries. Even in their lands, their primitive weapons were no match for our superior technology and intellect. My hands …
“The Viaduct” – Summer of Super Short Stories Week Eight | Luminous Creatures Press
Metropolitan Dreams 