The Fallen Sun
Microfiction
The sun lies discarded on the road. As if they were a piece of trash tossed out of a moving vehicle.
Its rays flow onto the pavement like spilled golden paint, blinding those who stare for too long.
What would cause the sun to fall from its mantle in the sky? What has the power to banish it?
Did the sun have enemies who finally won the battle? Or was this by their own free will?
Night starts taking control, the stars glittering like jewels in a treasure chest, streaks occasionally marking the almost black canvas.
The air grows cooler, and nocturnal animals rise from their nests and dens, probably curious why it’s dark now.
It is a wondrous sight to behold, but one question remains:
Will the sun rise again?
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Comments (8)
This is awesome! That opening line is something else. What a way to start a story! Congrats on the top story!
Admirable job! Keep up the exceptional work—congrats!
What a wonderful image you painted, an observant piece written with beauty. Congratulations
This is a great idea. Who would do such a thing? Scary prospect.
You had me with the first line. This is great. Congrats on the TS.
What a great use of word to explain such a routine part of nature. That was a pleasure to read.
Brilliantly written!! Loving it!!!💕♥️♥️
Beautiful