A Captive Audience

The last strains of sunlight lingered in the corners, grasping every available point of refraction. She slid her fingertips along the glass wondering if this was all there ever was. Or could be.

His eyes danced, frantic, panicking. Her face a twisted watercolour, reflecting his pain as his heart pounded beneath his ribcage. The stench of fear stood in brutal contrast to the gilt-edged, invading sunlight.

Written for this weekend’s Trifecta Writing Challenge in which they provided us with the first 33 words and asked us to finish the story with our own 33.

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