This was an empty place, no one came by anymore and the dust piled up. Occasionally she would see an animal trying to make its home in the abandoned hallways but more often than not it was just her and the spiders.
Sometimes she wished to leave, to go out into the world and see what there was in the sunshine. Instead, she would look out of the dust and grime covered window or look at the motes that floated down through the beams of light that managed to make it through.
Trapped forever as a lost soul, she was.
Inspired by a prompt from the Light and Shade Challenge.
Oh this is really good!! The imagery is amazing
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Thank you. If I’m good at one thing, it’s imagery.
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Indeed you are!
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(*smiles*)
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well written, lat sentence is quite haunting
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Thank you.
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How very sad – the story goes well with the image.
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Aye, I’m glad it matched up so well, but it made me kind of sad too. If it weren’t for the word limit, I’d have written more.
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