The City of Light


Every night, I see her. There she is, smiling at me, like nothing ever happened to her. Like she didn’t die by the hand of a trusted friend, like she never suffered of loss. She takes my hand and guides me through stone halls, and we talk. She asks me how I am, how are things “back home”. I tell how I am struggling with stubborn friends who won’t listen to my warnings, and she helps me. I tell her how much I miss her, and she kisses me.

At dawn, she says she has to leave me. She takes the stairs and disappears through the illuminated gates without even looking back. I can’t follow her, the light is too blinding. Then, I wake up.

Every morning, I lose her. The only way I make it through the day, through the pain, is knowing she will be there, waiting for me, in the City of Light.

To those who wonder, this is indeed dedicated to our favourite Commander. RIP. – Alixa

Word count :Β 156
Image : Louise, author of The Storyteller’s Abode.
Story writing for the 56th Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW), a weekly challenge hosted by Priceless Joy to write a Β±100-150 word story based on a picture.
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  1. jellico84

    Beautifully written! πŸ™‚ Such a sad tale, excellently woven.

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  2. I love this! I love how she comes to him every night and spends that time with him and helps him make it through the days. Such a beautiful love story. Wonderful!

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  3. The idea that people can visit you in your dreams and help you with day-to-day problems is a really great one! This is a really great story, I love it πŸ™‚

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  4. Enjoyable story. Somewhat forlorn… But still hopeful. Poetic.

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  5. I love how you balanced sadness with hope here. The longing of your narrator is palpable – great stuff πŸ™‚

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  6. Beautiful and eerie.

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  7. Oh how sad and yet delicately written. Maybe he should let go so that she can have some peace till they meet again.

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  8. This is beautifully sad, Alixa. At least he has his nightly visits with her, even if she’s lost to him in the daylight hours. Very nicely done. πŸ™‚

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