Writing Session: "CYOM: A Night in Eighth Block Tower"
Please keep in mind this is an early draft. I wrote all of this *today*. The story will be revised numerous times, with all errors corrected, before it will be considered finished.
[B11]
Smoke wavers in the air before you, a continuous stream of ethereal ribbons, formed at the glowing end of the tower flower that a young resident is currently holding not even two inches from your face. You stare at the rising smoke and unconsciously breathe some of it in. A euphoric feeling ripples through your blood.
“Sure, what the hell?” you say,…