Failure to Launch

This week I was feeling completely uninspired to write.  It wasn’t because of the prompt.  It was that life just sucked the inspiration right out of me, and it

Stained

The pavement was stained red with blood and there was the undeniable stench of decay in the air.

Carl had a morbid curiosity to follow the red stained path.  Sinew and large chunks of flesh were strewn along the pavement,  and each chunk had hundreds of flies buzzing around.   As Carl continued down the path the smell of decay