On a foggy morning, while walking through the old town, I came upon a strange shop.
Filled with curiosity, I peaked through the glass door.
Inside two men, busy at work. One held a body-less head, the other, a leg.
When they finally looked up, I screamed and ran.
Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.
