With the Sunset (A Flash Fiction)

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Slowly, it was descending from its crown.

The sensual haze of its river body casted a shivering shock into my body. How beautiful it was that the hues of orange and yellow gleamed—creating a shadow for the two figures standing near, but never close to it.

There were busy humming of the engines from behind us, but we did not mind the noise or take notice of anything else except how the sun stooped to its watery home. ‘Magical’ was not enough to describe how it felt to witness it.

“Can you see that?” You pointed at the last flares of the sun as it disappeared from the view. I try to brush away the bother I was having with what you saw, but I just told you that I did.

When you laughed, it was as if the winds would breeze through my impaired lungs and I would trap them there as long as you were with me. “That’s us.”

That was when you killed it.

WORD COUNT: 168


Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

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