The waters are receding, and the sun will soon dry the land. All that is left is silt and devastation.
Thus ends the Flood.
So, what did you think? Cracking, wasn't it?
As always a big thank you to all the writers who submitted, and to all those who were published an extra congratulations.
Thanks also to the editors:
And thank you to you, dear reader, for your constant support for FlashFlood and National Flash-Fiction Day.
And... that's it.
So, until next year, be excellent to each other, and thank you again.
co-Director of National Flash-Fiction Day
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