Monday, September 12, 2011


I wrote this up in a matter of minutes. It's precisely 100 words, and the "he" is one of my characters, generally known as the Ark. Hopefully it'll be interesting even without knowing the backstory and what exactly is being spoken about. I may do other little snippets similar to this; little fragments focusing on character and description as a way for me to develop them more...and do more writing in short amounts of time. So here it is.


He hadn't truly seen, not for thousands of years. Most of the time, he never thought about it. He was sightless, after all, not blind.
Once a year, on the anniversary of that day, he locked himself into his house and took off his blindfold, the shield of a coward too ashamed to admit his failings and too afraid of what would happen if he told the truth.
Alone, unveiled, he closed off his other senses and walked through his house, truly blind. It was his reminder, his punishment, of his other blindness, the one that had cost him everything.

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