366 Days of Writing · 50 or Less · Original Posts

Day 46: Heights

He was dizzy from such great heights. His head spun, his stomach churned. His palms were sweaty as they gripped the rail. Peering out, he felt what little remained of his lunch jump into his throat, and he leaned back abruptly. The roar of the chopper blades didn’t reassure him.

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