Tranquil – from Sue Vincent’s weekly #writephoto prompt.

tranquil

Funny how the light shines in this glade she thought. The trees and the beach look pink and purple. It must be the weather. Then she looked up to where the sun should be, but the star she saw  was red, like the sun when you see it through thick clouds on the horizon. But this star was small and high up in the sky. She could tell it wasn’t her sun. You could actually look at it without being blinded.

She tried to remember how she had got here, what had happened to her? All she could think of was the lights in the sky the night before. Not meteors but green flashes, like falling fireworks. Yes, then something had lifted her up and everything had gone dark and silent….

Where am I? Where have I been brought to? she thought, this place is so peaceful, so quiet. Then she realised what was missing, birdsong, insects churring, the everyday sound of traffic… Wherever she was she knew now it was alien. It could not be Earth.

Written in response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday #writephoto prompt here

17 thoughts on “Tranquil – from Sue Vincent’s weekly #writephoto prompt.

  1. For reasons totally unknown, the birdsong ceased in our neck of the woods for a few hours a couple of days ago. It was eerie and a bit alarming.
    So what you describe here really does ring true.

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