Today's word is Sun. I know, today isn't Monday, it's Tuesday. I couldn't help it. I ended up working two shifts yesterday, so that meant being at work like 19 hours straight, which didn't leave me a lot of time to do much else. This is just a fragment of an idea I had, it's not a story yet, but the germ of an idea.
Sometimes he almost forgot what the sun was like. How bright it was, how warm it felt on the skin. Artificial light never came close to replicating the glow of the sun. Now he was used to the shadows of the night.
Living in the depths of the night made one the villain of the story, the brightness of the day conferred the status of hero. That was the formula, that was the status quo. He struggled against the norm, he didn't want to be the cliché. But it was hard.
The blackness of the night had a tendency to creep into your soul and stain it black. Sunlight burned away such imperfections and diseases. He wished he could stay out and watch the sun come up in all its glory. Feel the warmth as the first rays hit his skin and see the world in the starkness of the sunlight. But he was cursed never to experience such things. Years ago the bite of a vampire had made sure that he was destined for darker times.
Yet he refused to go the route expected. He preyed on the guilty and left the innocence their time in the sun. It was a fight, but he was determined that if he couldn't live in the light of the sun he could at least feel like he belonged there.
1 comment:
That's a nice little germ there. Good luck with it.
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