The things we leave behind — buildings, people, experiences — rarely disappear altogether. When we look back, we find ruins. Remnants. Echoes. A run-down building; a mannerism you’ve inherited from a person no longer in your life.
This week, create a post about something you’ve left behind. What is your existence like without it? What is its existence like without you?
This morning browsing my reader, I came across a writing prompt over at the Mad Chronicler. I’m such a sucker for prompts, so I spent some time this morning working on a piece of short fiction. I would love to see what else comes from this prompt, so if you take up the challenge, please do leave me a link!
Peace guys. ❤
It had begun to snow. Even in the night sky the rolling grey clouds that brought the heavy flakes were clearly visible. In less than an hour, there would be a fine layer of muting white across the town, and if he was quick there would be no disturbing that quiet perfection till morning, long past the Dark Hour.
Leaning slightly out of the alleyway, Clement looked across the street and up, to the third floor window he’d been watching since shortly after dusk. Almost every window in the house had been lit when the sun had gone down, and he’d kept sentry, watching as each one dimmed the later the hour became, until only the one was left. The soft candlelight glow had been steady for the past two hours, and through the light curtains he had seen glimpses of the inside: a man standing at the window and tucking his shirt back into his pants, leaning down and staying there for several minutes, as if studying something on a desk.
So a couple of days ago as I was perusing my WP Reader I came across a brilliant post from Fantasy in Motion – the 3 minute story challenge! Writing on a deadline or a word limit is an excellent way to test both your stamina and your creativity. I’m a fan of these fly by the seat of your pants challenges because you never know where they might go. Characters develop, plots unfold, and oftentimes, you have a full-blown short on your hands in addition to your microfiction introduction. For today, we’re upping the time limit to 5 minutes to allow for a little more breathing room, and I’m changing the rules up a little bit.