Inertia was quick impending. In the illicit confines, an illuminating intellect was ignited as one of the inmates decided to immortalize his imagination by escaping from the prison. An incision was made and he crawled like an inchworm down an inclined passageway. Incredulously, he was hiding in his own imagination. The imbecile imposter was indicted. Picture sourced from here P.S: I have tried to use as many words starting with "I' as possible. Do let me know your take/perspective on this 55 Fiction.
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