A 100-word microfiction story using the word Village
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When dawn broke, Thomas awoke to an eerie silence.
Venturing outside, he found his village deserted, every home empty, streets void of life.
Panic surged as he searched, calling out names, only to be met with echoes.
The village, vibrant just yesterday, was now a ghost town.
Alone, he wandered through familiar yet hauntingly empty spaces.
By sunset, Thomas sat in the village square, surrounded by memories and silence.
The realization dawned: he was the sole inhabitant of a forgotten place.
Thomas faced a choice — leave in search of others or forge a life in the remnants of his world.
Well, the first thing *I* would do, is go into the bakery and help myself to an apple fritter or five... 😋💦
I wonder what I would choose. Perhaps I can build my own kingdom all for myself or something.