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He sat on the railway bridge and felt a moment of serenity.
And smiled as he considered that Life was so full of vapid worthlessness; an entity of nothingness; a rotting fungus living parasitically on time.
He took a deep breath, nothing drastic, then fell under the 8:29 train.
This tale was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales Challenge:
It was also written for the Tuesday Writing Prompt from the Go Dog Go Cafe, where the word prompt was Serenity:
I have also incorporated the following word prompts: