Short Story: There Is Light

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There Is Light.
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Light. Rain. Walking. She does not know where she is going. She focuses on putting one foot in front of the other. She does not remember why she started walking, yet she knows if she stops walking she will never walk again. The road is cold, grey and familiar to her. What is she running from? She is dressed in black, matching the weather perfectly.

Light. Rain. Driving. He does not know where he is going. He knows only to drive, a compelling, impelling force inside him pushing him on. He does not know why he started this journey. The road is cold, grey and familiar. What is he escaping from? His eyes are dressed in black, matching his mind perfectly. But there is light, light in his soul, in the rain.

Light. Rain. Collision. One survives.

I am not sure whether to say its good or bad. It is poetic. But is there a plot?

I get the impression the man has crashed into the woman. The reader can decide who survived.

It is VERY short. I think it is literary, in that you are writing about something else here. Nicely written text.