Flash Fiction: Seeing the Future — MMA Storytime

If eyes are windows to the soul, Gabriel’s glazed, distant stare, as he regained his consciousness, were a looking-glass into his future. Win, lose, or draw, fighters dispose of something, some part of the self that never returns. There, as Gabriel awakened, only time would shed light on his journey along the sport’s unforgiving path, […]

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