Nearing home, her shattered heart finally dared believe and hope’s spark ignited her fragile soul. The beacon shone, illuming the valley, spurring her on. She trudged, eyes never wavering from the single flicker of light across the hills.
Almost home then it vanished, swallowed by indigo black and a crystal dagger splintered her shivering soul.
55 Words
@LastKrystallos
This is for the 55 Word Challenge. Choose a picture and write a story using no more than 55 Words. See Jezri’s Nightmares for more great entries…
The Last Krystallos 
A lyrical and haunting mood conjured in this piece.
Beautifully written with a chilling end. Love it!
Thank you Christina and Nick, and Nick congrats on the Honourable Mention for yours!
Loved this, so much mystery in such a short piece.
Thanks Laura, I always appreciate your comments and time! 🙂