Micro Fiction: Hope 04 March 1, 2021 by Elizabeth Drake “I am searching for Hope,” a female voice called out. I didn’t recognize her accent. And she most certainly wasn’t from the calificars. She didn’t feel like one of them. She didn’t feel like anything at all. And that was even more terrifying. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related