Micromonth of Microfiction: Day 23
Weightless, she fell up up up into the sky. “I should have brought a jacket,” she thought. “It’s gonna get cold up here.”
February is a micro month, so it seems appropriate to write some microfiction during it. I am posting one tiny story a day, the length of each entry equal to the date. In March, I'll do a little analysis of each story on its corresponding day.