The prettiest sunset sank over the edge of the horizon as she stood on the edge of the cliff, the drop tantalizingly close, innocent and inviting. The cool biting wind rushed through her old coat, leaving her hair a blonde cape that streamed out behind her, causing her to hug her thin frail body tightly in a vain effort to preserve some warmth. The chill breeze brought with it the earthy smell of damp moss courtesy of the light shower of rain recently. Closing her eyes, she lets the damp letter crushed and balled in her hand drop to the forest floor.
One step.
The wind around her had calmed, now just gently nudging her forward, moving her ever so slightly closer to the edge. The contents of the letter, now smudged and unreadable, dripped their dark stains through the paper and onto the ground. Closed eyes brought to her mind a pleasant memory of walking through the same forest with her little boy, a different day of bright sun, warm thoughts and cheerful smiles.
One more step.
A stark contrast to today. The letter may have been stained by her tears, but the words were imprinted into her mind. They were taking her precious boy away from her. The last of the fading sun cast a brief ray of light over the tired, young mother and the court order determining her unfit as a parent due to her longstanding mental issues. Her reason to live was gone. There was only one last thing she could do.
One last step.
The prettiest sunset sank over the edge of the horizon as she stood on the edge of the cliff, the drop tantalizingly close, innocent and inviting.
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The Prettiest Sunset
General FictionI wrote this story using a prompt i found online. Prompt: Start your story with a sentence that is genuinely happy and upbeat, no double meanings. End it with the same sentence, but this time it's chilling, dark horrifying etc. I hope you enjoy and...
