Joanna Juszczyk

A Fortunate Finding

11:35 Monday 14th of September 1718 So he ran, dotting through the crowd trying to lose the pirates that were chasing him. And that’s when he lost track of it all; a sudden burst of colour as the town fool shook his marotte inches from his face, an old lady tying a raggedy ribbon onto his hand “It has healing powers love it will do that nasty frown of yours some good” and a girl grabbing the very thing he’s been protecting for years. He landed on the floor, the world in front of him becoming blurry for a mere second, but even so, he knew that it was too late.