A Dance of DeathI run outside to safety, dodging flying sparks of heat. The next explosion is louder, my ears rupturing. I think I'm going deaf; my voice seems faint when I'm screaming out my brother's name. I continue running until I'm on the other side of the street, looking for him through the burning wreck. I smell the smoke as it floats and dissipates into the dark sky.A Dance of Death1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I'm certain that he will come out from the flickering red and yellow, unharmed. He is going to reach out and grip my hand to tell me that it's okay, and we're both still alive. I'm certain that I will hear his voice again. I wait until the final storey of my home falls down and all I feel is a cold, icy embrace.
A yell rips out from my lungs as it hits me. The sudden realisation is overwhelming, making my eyes water uncontrollably. I can taste my tears of loss as they leak from my eyes. How had it come to this?
My knees curl up to my body as I feel my pain surge through me. There's no one left in my life now, no one left to