FLASH FICTION FRIDAY 55
Still warm sand sifted through her wiggling toes - a solitary figure on an isolated shore.
The blanket of silence was disrupted only by breaking waves, seagull screams as the sun dropped below the edge of the world.
The last person on earth watched the endless crashing waves.
God is with her.
(Photo credit: Beach Front by edubz02)
Flash Fiction Friday 55
is a story written in exactly 55 words.
Let the G-Man know if you write one
and read the ones of your fellow writers.