Sean Briggs

Flash Fiction:
His first notion: the stars had found their way through the smoke filled sky to wink at him one last time, then perhaps it was the twinkle of rain fall, but in the next moment the diamonds pelted the ground and cut at his head and shoulders. The wealth of the world within his reach at last and his choices had come down to two, the river of lava at his back or the crushing title waze Read more of this blog post »