For this weekend’s challenge, we’d like you to read the 33 words below and then add 33 of your own words to move the story along. Have a great weekend and good luck!
“The last strains of sunlight lingered in the corners, grasping every available point of refraction.
She slid her fingertips along the glass wondering if this was all there ever was.
Or could be.”
Deciding swiftly, nobody could stop her.
The sun gathered and died.
That glass shard that held the sun’s rays now ran red along her wrists; baptized in the onset of that eternal night.