This picks up where Somewhere in Time left off.
He emerged from the underground subway squinting. The sudden brightness of daylight blinded him, even with the cloud coverage. He dipped between two buildings and waited for his eyes to adjust. Though it only took a moment, he was unprepared for what awaited him. He stood between two of the tallest buildings he’d ever seen. A sea of noisy automobiles waited on the street in front of him. Rotting garbage wafted up his nose as a playful breeze sent newspaper flying around the alley. He pulled his hat down further and stepped out, joining the influx of people bustling about the walkway.
This week’s #FridayFictioneers photo prompt is used in the story above. This 102 words come from my current WIP, In Time, my Steampunk story involving Viola. Since this follows a piece written a long time ago, you need to know that “He” is Roderick, the gun toting sidekick of Father Lee who shot Orvella. Here he is not quite human, and pure rotten. He’s just made a time jump, and emerged from the subway and into a modern city for the first time.
How did I do? Did you see the city from his POV? Share your thoughts in a comment, please.
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