Scene 3&4 by Mia Botha

3. The translation Reese blinks, but it’s too dark to see. “We’ll be safe here,” Daniel speaks to her left. “Where are we?” Reese reaches out, a clammy rock wall is behind her. She can barely move. Everything aches. Her head. Her limbs. Her heart. Alice strikes a match and a small bubble of light...

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Mia has used her many years of procrastination experience to create 12 Short Stories. She is a writer and a writing teacher, as well as master of desk organisation and tile grout scrubbing. After yet another year of unfinished manuscripts, random scribbles and self-loathing she decided to set this challenge for herself. It turns out she is not the only one who needed to out-source her discipline. Right now, she is trying to write 12 short stories in 12 months.

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