Saturday, August 31, 2019

Fallen

This week’s prompt came courtesy of RanGen and consisted of three words: Grace, Confusion, and Brilliance.

Honestly, this was a little too easy. When I started playing around with these words I was able to get all three in a single sentence. I toyed with the idea of doing a series of sentences using all three words, but ended up looking for different meanings for the words.



His fall was a lengthy one and he landed hard on the grass-covered dirt of the earthly realm. At first he looked around in confusion, not really understanding what had happened.

The realization of what he’d lost came as a shock. He had been cast out, no longer one of the Chosen. He had gambled with his brilliance and lost everything.

Unused to corporeal form he rose slowly to his feet, dusting off his wings and folding them to his back out of sight. He was at a crossroads, both literally and figuratively.

Glancing upwards he saw nothing but blue sky. Determination filled him as he picked a direction at random and began to walk. He’d be back. If it was the last thing he ever did he would return and once more bathe in the light of the Grace. No matter what.

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