Sometimes, a single word can completely ignite your imagination. I was extremely inspired by Emma’s amazing post, where the prompt was a simple (yet powerful) word: moon. The night is such a beautiful place to be, with such simplicity that only darkness can provide, and the busy rush of daytime cannot ever compare. It’s wonderful to be alive and roaming during daylight hours, but night still remains a place of solace.
The following is a flash fiction (merely around 200 words) revolving around the moon. I hope you enjoy it.
A midnight breeze ruffled my hair, swaying the disarrayed strands in a single direction. It brought the one consistency in my life, while everything else fell to pieces; broken, wounded and shaken.
You covered the entire sky. Stars crowded around you, basking in your warm glow and kind heart. Even the interminable darkness sparkled with laughter in your presence. My eyes reflected only you, my mouth slightly parted; I was hypnotised by your blinding radiance.
With a soft smile, your wispy rays tilted my chin upwards. Time stood still. Moonlight covered every inch of my face.
Could I trap myself in this moment forever? Wishful thinking; life was the perpetrator for my agonised, empty soul. Like an hourglass, sand trickled down to the bottom, every grain a reminder of our limited time.
“Please don’t go,” I whispered to you, my only solace among darkness.
I don’t want a tomorrow. Tomorrow brings an abundance of pain, ready to strain my fraying heart.
Harsh daylight seeped under my eyelids, loud bird cries rung amongst trees and children’s laughter drowned any impending thoughts. I awoke to another day’s expectations, demands and abuse.
It was like you never existed.
I’ve also discovered a beautiful instrumental that I’ve held on repeat for a while. It accompanies this piece perfectly.