Monday 23 February 2015

The Shadow

A while ago I got some Story Cubes.  They're a lovely little game which you can play with others or by yourself - you roll the dice, and then make up a story using the pictures that you rolled.  You don't have to use the pictures literally  - as long as all of them are present in some way, it counts.  So as a little challenge, I'm going to roll some of them each morning and write a little flash fiction based on what comes up.  I'm not going to spend ages refining every word - this is flash fiction in it's raw form - just see what's inspired and go!  Here's the first roll:



The Shadow had heard that Shadows lived in darkness, but he was beginning to suspect that wasn't true at all.  He was sitting under the lone lamppost at the forest gate.  The trees were creaking gently in the wind, foxes were rustling in the undergrowth, and an owl swooped overhead, but he didn't see another shadow.  No, he didn't think that shadows were supposed to live in the darkness at all; it was lonely in the dark.  All night he sat waiting and he began to feel down.  Finally a line of pink appeared on the horizon, across the visitor centre carpark.  The sun rose, it's honey light creeping slowly towards him.  First it touched the fields in the distance... then it edged across the tarmac of the carpark... finally it made it's way up the walls of the visitor centre, and to his lamppost.
"Good morning!" a voice cheerfully greeted him.
He turned around to see another shadow, sitting under the walker's route post.  It was smiling at him.
"Good morning," he replied in surprise and delight.  "Have you been here all night?  I thought I was alone."
The other shadow chuckled.
"Of course not!" it smiled.  "Shadows live in the sunlight - everyone knows that!"

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