Room engulfed in darkness. Darkness prevails in heart. I reach for candle. Light it. See the candle burn, watch the flame dance and let the wax melt.
Hope, the epicenter of a dark heart, flickers in the midst of life’s turmoil. Hope keeps burning. Emotions keep flickering. Life keeps melting.
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I love the ending! The imagery of how a flickering flame can also burn is resonant. I enjoyed reading your story.
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Thanks Lita for reading and glad that you enjoyed it. I wanted to tell a story which could be deep but not dark.
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Loved this post, Awesome imagery!
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Thanks for liking the post and your kind words.
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