“Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.” - Anton Chekhov
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This week’s prompt is given to us by Serath who suggested this:
The Prompt I was thinking of, is a brief description: Vast darkness, a lone light on a pole, and a rumbling sound. I got out of work super late at night, last week, and had a surreal moment in the parking lot, where it seemed like the night, a parking lot light in the near distance, and the sound of a freight train on the nearby tracks were the only things in existence. The cool thing about the light was you could actually see the cone of light it cast, looking almost like an oasis. I liked the impression so much, I honestly wanted to see how other authors would run with it.
Be sure to place the link for your completed story in the comments section of this post so we can find it. If you are late in posting, placed the link in both the comments section of the prompt, and the comments section of the current prompt, but please tag it as a late comer.
You might consider making your own TP icon to announce your story as such. Readers watch for this and will respond.
If you do to participate in the Thursday Prompt remember that is good form to read your fellow participants. If you wish to give a critique, ask if the writer wishes one and then send it along in a private note.
Always remember; we are all writers together.
This week’s prompt is given to us by Serath who suggested this:
The Prompt I was thinking of, is a brief description: Vast darkness, a lone light on a pole, and a rumbling sound. I got out of work super late at night, last week, and had a surreal moment in the parking lot, where it seemed like the night, a parking lot light in the near distance, and the sound of a freight train on the nearby tracks were the only things in existence. The cool thing about the light was you could actually see the cone of light it cast, looking almost like an oasis. I liked the impression so much, I honestly wanted to see how other authors would run with it.
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I finally did it! Very short, but still:
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/51.....oad-successful
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/51.....oad-successful
Ah, the fog can do strange things if conditions are just right.
Little town of Kingsville Texas, just got off work at one in the morning. A pleasantly cool night so the windows were down as I turned onto a two-lane blacktop running between two fields that appeared to have been plowed the day before and the fog was rising thick from the soil. No wind that night, so I had this perfect tunnel of clear air to drive through. Hit the high-beams for a moment, I was sailing down a tube of cotton-candy ...
This was back in the early '90s, funny how the right suggestions can bring it all back.
Little town of Kingsville Texas, just got off work at one in the morning. A pleasantly cool night so the windows were down as I turned onto a two-lane blacktop running between two fields that appeared to have been plowed the day before and the fog was rising thick from the soil. No wind that night, so I had this perfect tunnel of clear air to drive through. Hit the high-beams for a moment, I was sailing down a tube of cotton-candy ...
This was back in the early '90s, funny how the right suggestions can bring it all back.
My favourite fog memory was back... over thirty years ago now, living in the Bellevue, Washington area, heading back home from Seattle late at night. The weather was perfectly clear over Lake Washington itself, and I crested the hills on the east side of the lake... and the valley on the other side was filled with fog with a nice flat top. It was briefly like sitting on the edge of a big bowl of cream soup of some sort, looking down into it, before the car continued down into the fog and the illusion vanished.
Very much last minute again, but it seemed appropriate given how the previous stories in this were very inspired by sensations and imagery:
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/51845424/
(And since I have three of them now, I added prev/first/next entries for all of them.)
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/51845424/
(And since I have three of them now, I added prev/first/next entries for all of them.)
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