Silver

Just a bunch of nonsense I had to put together for an English class in high school that got published in the school's yearly literary publication. Hope you like!

I sit here alone in this desolate wasteland.

All around me is gray.

The air is thick like a summer evening storm.

The sky begins to open.

My dress sticks to my body like glue.

I wish I could be seen as I truly am: a creature of darkness and night.

A horse gallops closer and closer to me

(am I finally reentering reality?).

Her mane, black as blood, bellows in the wind.

I am being run down, possibly to death, and I don't even care.

(I am only the last of my kind).

All I know is a soft, piercing silver light embracing me, welcoming me.

I am home.

Author's Note

Anything and everything goes.

Reviews

[Vera Iconica]

Very pretty and haunting. It seems like a glimpse of a bigger story.

[J.D. Pine]

This is a good piece. I wish it was longer.