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Friday, February 14, 2014

Fiction Five Friday--Kim McMahill


 She peered over the edge of the pit and the sight brought tears to her eyes. It was gone—everything destroyed. She couldn’t look away from the pile of rubble marking the spot where one of the greatest manmade wonders of the world had once stood proudly over the desert.
Transfixed on the complete destruction of the Sphinx, her mind refused cognitive function. Marjorie wasn’t sure how long she stared in disbelief at the dusty pile, until a bright light caught her eye, and forced her thoughts back to reality.


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