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Yeah Write #135: When Night Comes ( #amwriting #microstory )

Portals hum in the purple sky. The invaders hate light.

Without the grid, streetlamps are spent matchsticks. Shadows descend and swallow. What will I do with nothing to burn? I thought I knew darkness before the great rifts extinguished the blinking 12:00.

The last orange flame wheezes.




6 comments on “Yeah Write #135: When Night Comes ( #amwriting #microstory )

  1. unfoldingfromthefog
    February 5, 2020

    I loved “streetlamps are spent matchsticks.” Great ending!


  2. Jen Mierisch
    February 5, 2020

    The sense of creepiness and dread is really well done here. The ending is great.


  3. Christine
    February 6, 2020

    “Streetlamps are spent matchsticks” is brilliant – I want to steal it. (I won’t. πŸ™‚ ) This has an almost Lovecraftian fear of the unknown thing going on. Very cool.


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