Below you will find the results of my having challenged myself for a number of days to write a short story with a beginning and middle and an end inside of 30 minutes. Here is what I came up with. I hope you like it.
Lord Randall stumbled into the manor. His nose had been broken, and blood ran freely and untrammeled down the front of his dickie. There were black feathers in his hair, small ones, and on his face. Attached in the dried blood.
“Where have you been, Lord Randall, my son?” asked his mother.
“I was on the roof and I was attacked by crows.”