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Flash Fiction Monday
The Ferry Across Willow Vale By Andy Zimmer Jacob’s hands gripped the railing as the last of the passengers stepped onto the ferry. The lake stretched wide before him, fog curling along the water, soft industrial hums drifting from the city behind. His airship creaked under the weight of both people and responsibility, and a knot of tension tightened in his chest. He hated feeling unprepared, hated that he couldn’t smooth over every flaw, every uncertain gust of wind. From th

Andy Zimmer
Dec 22, 20252 min read
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