595 words (3 minutes)
Another sneeze. She wasn't sure what to do about how hard it was becoming to stifle them. This time she just barely had time to bring the handkerchief to her face.
She folded it quickly before shoving it back in her bag, trying to ignore the mold increasingly covering it.
1520 words (8 minutes)
They call this place an infirmary. They act as though this is a place of medicine, as though they offer treatment for the illness that saps us of strength and dignity and independence.
It is not. It is an altar on which they sacrifice us for the sake of worthier souls.