VISUAL PROMPT
by JD_Art @ instagram.com/jd_art_x
Is it a storm, is it magic, is it hope? Write a story or poem about what you see within this image.
Helpless
It is 2:00 pm
The sky is dark
No rain clouds in sight
Unsettling silence
The air feels stagnant
Til there is a flash of a bright light
Crackles of cedar
Scents of death
Staying here means losing life
Walk away, leave them behind
You can’t save them
You couldn’t even if you tried
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