neelwrites/blastofatime/FFfAW/shortstory/fiction/175words/06/02/2018

BLAST OF A TIME   By Neel Anil Panicker “It smelled? Well, it smelled of burnt plasticky, with overtones of sweet gunpowdery, charring fleshery, and concrete dustery.” Inspector Sharma looked bemusedly at his colleague and shook his head. When will these trainee newbies forego their English bred tongue and speak the language of the plebs, … Continue reading neelwrites/blastofatime/FFfAW/shortstory/fiction/175words/06/02/2018