The letter has found me befuddled in a gloomy passageway of a century-old building. The architectural influence is of Grecian-Spanish–tinged with mossy white and chapped blood red paint. A spectre-like young lady donning bright yellow sundress seems to be passing hither and yon behind old pillars along the hushed corridor. Somehow, the lady seems to tread further away the closer I walk toward her–drawing me into more mazy aisles before I know it.
Microfiction #17 – The Letter Has Found Me
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