First, just a reminder that NiNoCon is this Saturday! You know you want to be there, even if the indie/self-published route isn't one you are interested in. There will be an abundance of knowledge, and it's FREE so that makes it even more amazing.
This is a blog hop hosted by Lillie McFerrin, Angela Goff, Angie Richmond and Daniel Swensen. Today is the last day to enter, but that means you still have today! We were to write a piece of flash fiction (300 words or less) using the picture below as inspiration. Join the link at the bottom and jump to one of their websites for the info.
Here's my entry.
Luckily, as I was walking toward my light, I could tell it was uphill, but I still found myself looking behind, wondering if the light really could be better than everyone I had just left behind.
Then I remembered who could be at the end of the tunnel. Maybe it would be like a waiting room and she would be sitting on the couch, reading, her right leg crossed over her left, keeping a beat to whatever song was running through her head at the time.
It had been too long, and we never really had the chance to say a proper goodbye – not with the way she left. The thought of her made me quicken my pace, longing for the light, for her.
It was a softer light than I thought it would be. A single light bulb hanging delicately in a forest. It was not what I imagined, but how does someone really imagine something that no one has ever really seen.
I felt it – the peace that I hoped for, that had been so evasive since she left. Then it happened. That soft light gradually got brighter, so much that I wanted to look away, but something inside told me not to.
My reward came with the new light as the love of my life emerged from the trees.
I dropped to my knees, overcome by unearthly joy.