Centre of Life (in a 100 words)
The sun is often taken for granted
I long to see that yellow star. One that was hidden to us behind the thick veil of smog. I want to feel it’s radiance upon my skin.
I hear from the older guys that artificial ones never were the same, so I strived and struggled to migrate just to feel it.
As I step onto the moon’s surface, I think about all that I went through; skimping and saving for this. About Jarvis.
I feel my back heating and tingling. I turn around slowly and there it is.
Radiating brilliance. White though, unlike the drawings.
The Centre of life
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This is adapted from a short story i previously wrote (not as short as this one of course) called "Centre of Life"
I got this idea from reading Dana Stewart and her beautiful story below
About the Creator
Mohammed Darasi
I write fiction, poetry and occasional articles about interesting topics. I recently created a website (just because) which I will be posting my writing in (among other things). it would be great if you check it out. https://mindpit.co.uk/
Comments (3)
Thank you for the shout out! I wanted to read the full piece before I read this micro one. (Left a comment over there, too.) I really love the micro challenge. You did a good job on this one. Jarvis is a great character.
Lovely work Mohammed. Taking for granted the only source of all energy in the star system is so like us humans...
Awesome short, Mohammed! Very descript and WARM! :) Looking forward to reading the longer version. I'm going to have to look back over my stories and see if I can draw out a little one! Such a great idea! Also, super cool of you to link Dana's story as well!