NaPoWriMo – April 26 – “Story Starter”

A shadow flitted by
At the edge of his sight
Distracting, visual temptation
He refused to look
To acknowledge his fate
Instead concentrating on the
Maybe-haven ahead
He wrestled down the
Surge of panic
That clawed at his mind
Shredding composure
But he hitched his leather bag
And kept shuffling along
Toward the refuge
Pursued
Down the darkening street

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