Holy snap, it’s March. When did that happen?
It’s also Day 60! Thanks for sticking with me this long. Today’s prompt is another opening line–do with it what you will.
Prompt Type: Opening line
Prompt: The sky blackened and the winds picked up, a frightful chill in the air sank straight into his bones as the world suddenly changed.
Got an idea for a prompt? Email me at emklitzke (at) gmail (dot) com.
