A Glitch at My Periphery
A flash fiction piece written to fit with the theme of, "surreal." The competition stipulated it be less than 100 words, which I feel is such a crazy small amount of writing... Regardless, I enjoyed penning these anyway.
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I refused to blink. Refused to look away, nurturing the image of this adolescent dog at the edge of my eyesight. The dog at the stone pillar had glitched.
Mid-stride.
Frozen.
I willed my eyelids not to falter. Do not shut, whatever you do.
I moved adjacent to the dog and pillar and could see it as clear as day. A void of white poured out from behind them. Bleak. Endless. I was seeing the edge of my world, where the designers puppeteering my life had not yet calculated.
Not yet planned.
I knew that none of this was real.
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