The foam had formed letters

Today’s Oneword: Geometric

More postcards from the urban fantasy stories of the Rucksack UniverseThere was no sense to it, at least, not after ten pints of black, black stout. The geometric gentleness of the lacy foam fell, clinging to the insides of the glass, but it never went away.

The foam slid down the glass, and across the glass, even up the glass, and finally, at last, it made sense.

The foam had formed letters, and he realized there was a message in his beer. “Help me,” it said.

What are these things?

The Oneword website is a writing exercise where you have 60 seconds to write something based on one word, which changes each day. I use it to explore ideas and give you a daily postcard into the Rucksack Universe of travel fiction stories.

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