One by one the lights of the city block winked out, the dark coming ever closer. The cyclone had been barreling towards the city for the last couple of days and now that it was almost on the doorstep, the electricity had been cut off to avoid any unforeseen incidents.
The people had been exhausted as there had been one tragedy after another so much so that their being stuck home felt like being in a cage. While help was on the way, they felt that their lives were in a constant state of flux from one disaster to another.
Linking to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Exhausted, Fandango One Word Challenge: Cage, Your Daily Word Prompt: Flux, First Line Friday
vishalbheeroo
The emotions are so well captured in 100 words, the struggle about life and darkness done in a poignant manner.
transitionofthoughts
Thanks Vishal :).
Readers Roost (@readersroost)
I know that feel of going from one disaster to another.
~Cie from Readers Roost~
transitionofthoughts
Yeah sometimes one disaster may sadly be the precursor to the start of another.
Cara H
Let’s try this again. It didn’t seem to go through before.
I know that feel of going from one disaster to another.
~Cie from Readers Roost~
Cara Hartley
Oh dear. I hope I’m not leaving you a triplicate comment.
I know that feel of going from one disaster to another.
~Cie from Readers Roost and Naughty Netherworld Press~