Prose that Blows Runner-Up: Most Epic Plot Crammed into the Limited Space

Trapped

Andrea strolled about in her camisole singing softly to herself as she merrily tossed rose petals across the floor. Eric would be home soon, and her skin tingled at the thought of cavorting with him among the fragrant petals.

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