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FLASH FICTION PROMPT
“Pass the torch!”
“Pass the torch!”
The cry was taken up all across the city as the shadows swooped down from above.
“Light the fires!” Someone yelled. “Throw in the firecrackers. Burn it all!”
The shrieks quieted to the occasional yell as light began to flood
the darkened city. The warm, amber glow began to push away the eerie
shapeless shadows that hovered overhead.
“Did we get them, Papa?” Benny crouched low beside his grandmother
and handed her a fire-warmed stone for her old hands. “Did we get them?”
“Not tonight, Benny-boy.” The grizzled warrior squinted up at the sky
with an expert eye. “But we’ve sent them running for tonight. Must
always remember to keep the lights about you.”
“Yes, Papa.”
“No, Benny–I mean it.” He bent down to the young lad’s height. “The
light inside you.” He thumped the small boy’s chest. “And the light
outside. Always remember it.”
(c) Sara Harricharan