Plaything

I flip through the files of my mind for the last thing I remember before ending up here, but I just can’t. There’s nothing but white light and the whisper of blinding pain in my minds eye as I try.

Writing Prompt: Revolution

I found this writing prompt on Reddit last night (thanks to u/IronMyr) and really liked the creativity it inspired in me: Gender roles not only exist, but are physically impossible to transgress. Men can't clean their own homes, women are completely incapable of accepting money for work, etc. Here's what I wrote in response: Edgar … Continue reading Writing Prompt: Revolution