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Five Sentence Fiction - Radiance...




What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.


This week: RADIANCE


I had never seen anything like it. The girl I'd all but stumbled over in the field sat opposite me on a rock, telling my about her homeland. The dusk sky was glowing red and purple behind her, but compared to her face it seemed dull like a dusty old painting in the attic. Her face, in contrast, was glowing, literally glowing with what seemed to be starlit silvery rays from her skin. Was she even human?

Sometimes inspiration comes from a single word, in a moment when you aren't thinking about writing at all...

Comments

claire said…
That was a wonderful piece of writing. I loved the twist at the end "Was she even human?" I would love to hear more!
Rhianna said…
I loved the dusty old painting in the attic analogy
LupusAnthropos said…
That was a great way to use the prompt in two ways: the radiance of the sky and the radiance of someone wistfully relating stories of the places of her past. Then you went beyond that and transformed that wistful, metaphorical radiance into an actual production of light from her face and the discovery that there was much more to this girl than met the eye. Well done!
SJIHolliday said…
Excellent description, a great miniature love story :)
Lillie McFerrin said…
I was drawn into this story so fully by you're fantastic word choices. Awesome job!!
Jaimee Hunter said…
Beautiful! I am afraid my attempt went south. Glad I found this this week. Thank you!
Great visuals...and a nice twist at the end. Loved it!
Sif said…
Wow, so many comments! Thank you so much everyone - I'll be going around the other entries tomorrow, after I recover from a very hectic day today :).
Angie Richmond said…
So vivid! Really liked this story :)

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