In the midday sun, Shadow took another shot. It was the best time of day.
Another one and the series would be complete.
She checked the image on the screen. It looked nothing like her.
Had she changed that much?
Or had they found a way to infiltrate her photos?
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.