Flashes of Fiction: Sunrise

Hey. Tirzah here.

My character has started a new weekly challenge for me. This task is to write a flash fiction piece of no more nor fewer than 100 words (commonly known as a drabble,) based on whatever prompt I find, every Tuesday.
Consider yourselves encouraged to write a drabble of your own, based on the prompt or otherwise inspired by the vignette below.

Today’s prompt:



The sun rises and I am shadow.

Cowering to the West, I run, sliding to the far side of every house and hill, rock and rill, hiding from the fearful East and the destruction that rebounds from every surface.

The sun reaches its zenith and I squeeze myself beneath each bush and foxhole, retreat to my deepest caves.

Sun sets as I recoil from the West, crouching in eastward streaks that rest easier as the night sprawls.

I wish one day the light would catch me. I wish one day the dawn would win.

I am weary of being nothing.




    1. Thank you. ^_^ One does try to be subversive… though I can’t say I was, this time around! I was just trying to think what might have the greatest emotional reaction to the rising sun.

      (I must also admit that I was somewhat inspired by the cry at the end of The Great Divorce: “The sun! The sun is rising and I am a ghost!”)

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