Burning Bright

Blinding, brilliant, burning light, a new star born, it left shadows, set in stone.

 

The world ablaze, the flames had caught.

 

The world ablaze, a graveyard without standing stones.

 

The little boy fell, burning bright.

 

It burned.

 

Written for this week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge.

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13 thoughts on “Burning Bright

  1. The Real Cie says:

    Amazing and touching. It was a horrible day in history.

  2. I can feel the intensity of the heat.

  3. Joe Owens says:

    I cannot even begin to imagine the terror. How could Truman have rested after making that decision. I suppose the stacks of letters sent to soldiers killed or maimed on the battlefield balanced it out.

    • It had to be done. And probably saved lives in the end, even if they’d stuck to fire bombings (like the ones that hit Tokyo) the death toll would’ve been much higher. And that’s before the necessary ground invasion…

  4. Draug419 says:

    Oh wow. This is great writing.

  5. Kylie says:

    “A graveyard without standing stones” is a great line.

  6. The world as a graveyard, yes.
    Terrific, intense piece, Chris.

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