Try writing a short story based on the following creative writing prompt:
A small man walks down a street of a city. The clouds diminish the sun, but they can’t erase it completely. The cold rain falls down upon his shoulders. The white sweater turns a dark grey. The crows scream in the distance, and the dirt worms squirm and grow in the filthy ditches. His feet bleed, yet he keeps walking. Fear seizes the city. A deep-rooted, paralyzing fear that consumes the very souls of all the damned inhabitants. Yet this man had a destination. So he keeps walking as the skyscrapers tower over him like giants over a fallen log. Rotten, soft wood covered in maggots and tiny organisms that scurry quietly among the forest floor. The log is a beautiful ecosystem, full and irrepressible. Some see it as repulsive, others as majestic, but the giants will always just see size.
Eventually, he reaches his destination, and a small smile spreads across his pale face.
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