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, a brother, a guiding light in the <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-dark-night-challenge-6f5081cb9378">dark night</a>s of Anchora. A hero.</p><p id="7851">Shit was dead in the desert and <a href="https://fjcmontenegro.medium.com/death-a-flash-fiction-story-8c1d43f9632">death came and Shit ate it</a>. But death got Shit in the end and, in the end, Jax came and saved Shit. With fresh water, and a friendly hand, and hopeful words.</p><p id="c697">Shit is grateful.</p><p id="999b">Shit wants to say it! With words! Everybody says words. <a href="https://fjcmontenegro.medium.com/home-a-flash-fiction-story-a4130e8bb124">Maya says words</a>, nice words, and Shit wants to too! Two words: thank you.</p><p id="5101">Thanks, Jax, for saving… me.</p><figure id="f251"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*4WrxUZmYMt04nlvmTw19QQ.png"><figcaption></figcaption></figure><p id="7fe5"><a href="https://readmedium.com/nyx-a-flash-fiction-story-4f1f1cd46

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266"><b>< Nyx</b></a><b> | Words | <a href="https://readmedium.com/saudade-a-flash-fiction-story-4f6f522ef81a">Saudade ></a></b></p><p id="6d27"><i>Fund a human! Support my writing on <a href="https://ko-fi.com/fjcmontenegro">Ko-fi</a>.</i></p><figure id="ed9d"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*eENGjNJzhiSwvdiOPwFW4g.png"><figcaption></figcaption></figure><div id="1261" class="link-block"> <a href="https://fjcmontenegro.medium.com/list/3086c285f984"> <div> <div> <h2>FJCMontenegro’s 💯</h2> <div><h3>Edit description</h3></div> <div><p>fjcmontenegro.medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*4290c5634ee7ca3200badeb63297951ef9e7234e.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Words | A flash fiction story

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A cool guy. No, that’s not enough. A god! No, that’s too much. Jax is… shit! Shit is too bad with words.

Look at Jax! Standing tall on the top of his cocoon, muscles shining in the sun, contemplating the band he brought together, surveying the wastelands like the leader he is, a brother, a guiding light in the dark nights of Anchora. A hero.

Shit was dead in the desert and death came and Shit ate it. But death got Shit in the end and, in the end, Jax came and saved Shit. With fresh water, and a friendly hand, and hopeful words.

Shit is grateful.

Shit wants to say it! With words! Everybody says words. Maya says words, nice words, and Shit wants to too! Two words: thank you.

Thanks, Jax, for saving… me.

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Fiction
Flash Fiction
Dystopia
100 Story Challenge
The Dystopian Project
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