It was a worn cliff.
From the edge, he looked down — wondering.
What’s the point of waiting?
Who would miss him if he left?
“Woof,” came a definite answer from behind.
I didn’t want to miss this week’s writing challenge, so I clubbed it with my customary Flash Fiction. I stuck to the pattern, words in the sequence, 5-7-5-7-7

Nice one, and the picture is perfect for it :) I love huskies, they’re so beautiful!
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Hi Lorraine,
Oh yes, they’re so adorable. Just one look can melt hearts.
Thanks for dropping by. Cheers :)
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