Special Flash Fiction: Guitar Case- Part 1

This is not my normal sort of story. It’s not horror, it’s not sci-fi. Hell, it’s not even satirical.

No, instead this is a story about something deep, and sacred.

A story presented in two parts, entitled:

Guitar Case

There was once a musician who played in a local bar. A haggard man, aged around thirty, a fan of cigarettes, and of a certain amber liquid. He was not a cruel man, not by any stretch of the imagination. He had simply been left alone for too long. Continue reading