Writing Prompt : 6th Hour Owl
May every waking hour this week bring discovery.
It was the classic sound of a hooting owl, so much so I looked around the flashing movements of those dancing to see if it was someone intimidating the nocturnal bird. The echoes of a clock ticking struck the 6th hour as the final chime hung in the dry air the scene, and everyone in it, froze…except me.
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