Microdosing - 50mg of Ember
Prompt: Ember
Today on Microdosing our prompt EMBER!
Write a story in 50 words!
Don’t forget to tag me if you follow along with the challenge.
Nothing but a smoldering ember replaced the raging fire in my chest.
The goosebumps and shivers of excitement turned to disgust.
Where belief and love once were, now is only heartbreak and tears.
You let a roaring flame die for a single night of sparks.
Was it worth it?
Years ago, on one of her first nights caring for the dead, Alini had accidentally passed her hand too close to a candle while holding some linen she’d already dipped in the anointing oil. To her shock, the linen had quickly gone up in flames. Rakili had quickly smothered the blaze with more linen, then quietly admonished the novice to be more careful—and not to try to douse it with water if it happened again.
It was the first inkling Alini had that the oil they were treating the bodies with was flammable. She pulled Rakili’s sleeve. “Priestess, are the gods not supposed to decide who burns?” she whispered, scandalized.
(https://shieldbreakersaga.substack.com/p/the-last-of-the-etela-chapter-2)
PS Miguel, amazing job
Calling it “Tending the Fire”
She had always been the keeper of the flame. No one in the village sat with her on her nightly vigil nor thanked her in the morning as she stirred orange embers to make a hungry fire.
Tonight would be different.
When the last ember expires, she will join the one who has always waited beside her just beyond the fire’s light.
Darkness smiled with open arms.