Today's writing prompt is:
bark
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bark
Thick fog rolled across the rooftops, deadening sound as much as sight. Not a bark echoed; crickets were uninspired to symphony.
Through an attic window glowed a lone ember. Its light pierced the darkness, until it bathed the town in radiant golden kisses.