This week’s challenge was the phrase ‘the flame flickered before…’
The flame flickered before it finally expired.
“That was the last candle,” he sighed.
We sat at the window in darkness. Only one house had a light at the window, the others had succumbed to the darkness days ago.
“Should we go round there and see if they’ll let us in?”
“Did we let anybody else in, when we still had light?”
He didn’t reply; it had been his decision to ignore the frantic knocking.
I wished it over now.
Annie stirred, and slipped a hand into mine.
“Don’t worry Mummy,” she said, “the sun’ll come out tomorrow.”