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Tuesday, October 19, 2010

My one unedited attempt at flash fiction

The flickering light from a solitary candle illuminated a downcast pair of eyes.  The candle’s waning glow mirrored the heart of the silent observer.  His shining moment had fallen just short of success but the distance seemed a yawning chasm.  He could feel the eyes of the crowd upon him, but the dim light shielded him from what must surely be looks of disenchantment.   Slowly the consequences of his failure became strikingly clear.
His greatest hopes and dreams had been coupled to his absolute success.  With the weight of defeat, came the crushing realization that his wish would never be realized.  The past year of life was all for naught.
What had led to this fiasco?  He moiled in thought to descry some insight.  The past became a conspicuous hole into which the eyes did seek.    Alas, no solitary answer came.  He could find no place to blame for he had given everything.
Yet with a slight shimmer, the candle’s radiance increased.  With it as well, the downcast eyes raised faintly.  Was there now a chance that his dream remained intertwined with the fate of this solitary candle?  Could he spare such hope in this moment of sorrow?  Possibly a renewed burst of energy would atone for what could become a momentary stumble.
Could the unseen eyes be appeased with a second effort?  Maybe triumph and approval were yet attainable upon the wings of rejuvenated fervor.  Slowly the determination swelled.  He summoned all his strength to battle once again.
A solitary figure stood shrouded on the outskirts of the crowd.  He watched the eyes of the silent observer as the candle’s glow displayed the battle within the soul.  Finally his voice broke the silence with a statement of pointed wisdom.
“Blow out the candle already and let’s eat some cake.”

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