Friday, 17 January 2014
Flash Fiction Friday: Everyone's a critic
Everyone's a critic
I had seen countless works of fantasy art, by some of the greatest artists of all time, all of them superior to this one. Yet the more I stared, thoughts of negativity coursing through my mind, the more I was unable to turn away, as the picture seemed to take on a life of its own.
The brilliant white light suddenly began to pulse with energy and the smoke began to swirl, as if it was alive.
Unable to stop myself I reached forward and suddenly found myself in a pitch black room, a pulsing ball of light between my hands.