So here’s my first one hour story. The prompt was the lyrics I’ve had in my head all day: “backyard skulls, not deep enough to never be found” from Backyard Skulls by Frightened Rabbit, and it was also inspired by yesterday morning’s storm that had me driving through water several inches deep on my way to work and on bone-dry roads on the way home.
Not too sure about the story; I felt happy with the narrative voice at first but once I got into the dialogue I sort of forgot about everything else. Ends too abruptly, but I ran out of time. Not fantasy either, I was sort of expecting fantasy to come out because that’s what I always write. Oh well. Here it is: