A writing exercise with alternating authors. Posts should be read in chronological order.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
In the Beginning
Frank looked out the window of his apartment. Several floors below him, he could see the rain spattered street. The cobblestones seemed to shine like jewels under the hooves of the passing horses as they pulled their carriages to their various destinations. Frank imagined himself in one of those carriages, off to a wonderful destination to have some fantastic adventure. But here he was, stuck in his apartment, watching out the window. Just then, there was a knock at the door.
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