Writing Prompts 9/11/18 – Dust

#1

All was as dust in the wake of the bomb.


#2

“This machine is no frail contraption, fated for the scrap heap in ten years time; she’ll be chugging along well after we’ve all turned to dust!”


#3

She blew the dust from the stack of papers and smiled. The secret she’d sought for half a century now bared itself to her voracious intellect and quivering hands.