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The prompt: Fifteen minutes. A quarter of an hour. That’s all the time I have, so I have to make every second count.

It only takes a second for a storm to spiral out of control.

It only takes a second for a mare to get caught in the winds.

It only takes a second for her get knocked out of the air.

It only takes a second to shout for help.

It only takes a second for a friend to be brave.

It only takes a second for him to come to her rescue.

It only takes a second for him to find her.

It only takes a second to see the last glimmer of sunlight through the rapidly spinning clouds.

It only takes a second for the wind a rain to drive the pair to seek shelter in the forest.

It only takes a second for lightning to strike.

It only takes a second for a tree to fall.

It only takes a second to for him to push her out of the way with his body.

It only takes a second for him to be pinned.

It only takes a second for her to get up and see him on the ground.

It only takes a second for him to tell her to find shelter and leave him.

It only takes a second for the blood to flow.

It only takes a second for her to tell him that she will always stay beside him.

It only takes a second for him to realize that he is dying.

It only takes a second for him to say, “Carry on,” even when there can be no carrying on.

It only takes a second to gasp a breath as blood fills his lungs.

It only takes a second for him to whisper goodbye.

It only takes a second for her to listen to the last heartbeat of her friend.

It only takes fifteen minutes for a storm to flash by.

It only takes fifteen minutes for a life to change.

It only takes fifteen minutes to lose a friend forever.