It’s Tuesday, which heralds the arrival of the Flash Fiction Foray prompt from The Book Blogger, Matt. You can find this week’s post, here.
So, this week we are given the classical piece by Beethovan, Moonlight Sonata.
She stood there, at the window, staring out at the world, bathed in the soft beams of moonlight.
It was still… so still out there, and the quiet. So different to the scenes she had left behind. All that horror, the carnage of Friday 13th.
What was meant to be a night full of promises, turned into her worst nightmare… She’d arrived there as part of a pair, a couple, romantic and silly, and left there alone…
She opened the window and breathed in the air… and cried… the only sound carrying across the air…A sonata in the moonlight….
But I Smile Anyway... 