First Line Friday: February 12, 2021

Dylan Hughes hosts the First Line Friday challenge on alternate weeks to Jim Adams music challenge. More details can be found here

Your line for this week is:

The damp fog refused to burn away, eating up their street until the suburb became still and their house an island.

The damp fog refused to burn away, eating up their street until the suburb became still and their house an island.
Less than two hours ago, it had been warm and sunny, then temperatures changed, the skies turned grey, and the fog descended. Climate change was blamed, less hours of natural daylight, darker and longer nights.
One by one their neighbouring properties disappeared from view, each engulfed in an oppressive darkness that extended and billowed with an insatiable greed to consume.
In desperation, they locked their doors, huddled together in one room surrounded by candles and waited for the end to come.
The light outside their home flicked on and burned fiercely, not giving an inch to the black intruder, as if an appointed guardian over the final threshold to oblivion.
Still the damp fog refused to disperse, dancing around the perimeter in frustration searching for an opening, but this one island, swathed in white light, remained.
The light shone, brighter with every thwarted thrust from the misty shadows, protecting its charges within.
It was an age old battle between opposing forces, light and dark, good and evil.
Tonight, the light had won, but it was only a matter of time before darkness would become the more dominant, Time which was fast running out.

 

 

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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9 Responses to First Line Friday: February 12, 2021

  1. I love how you wrote this. It really drew me in and I felt like I was there, personally experiencing the encroaching darkness. Nice job!

  2. murisopsis says:

    Awesome – the mood is so foreboding! I felt a chill!

  3. Totally creeped me out! Well done!

  4. Carol anne says:

    awesome! I loved this! Very nice take on the prompt, Di!

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