neelwrites/afallenlife/fridayfictioneers/100words/12/04/2018

A FALLEN LIFE PHOTO PROMPT © Yarnspinnerr   By Neel Anil Panicker These walls__the plaster all peeled off; the smell__dank, an all pervasive nauseatingly pungent odour so clinging that it threatens to lather me all over. The roof above is a hallapolooza of cuts and bruises, the fan hanging down from it a twisted mass … Continue reading neelwrites/afallenlife/fridayfictioneers/100words/12/04/2018