I wake up dazed and bleary. For a second, I thought I was in my house, but that second already passed. I actually don’t know where I am. It’s hard to describe this place I’m in. I don’t know where I am. Everything changes each second I spend looking around. I wobble as I try to right my feet. The ground looks unstable, but it feels sturdy under my shaky feet. Each step I take feels agonizingly slow and heavy. I come across a fork in the road. Both paths look plain and normal, but also deadly and deceiving.
“Who are you?”
I changed my theme from Dusk to Dawn to Fruit Shake. They have something in common that I love, which is the color blue. For me, it’s a relaxing color and it somehow sparks my creativity. What’s your favorite color and how does it spark your creativity?
A little something for my fellow writers, try making a flash fiction using that color in any way you wish. You may have done it in the past, but ideas and creativity change, so give it another shot. It’s just something to pass the time and maybe help come up with something great.
Blue was the first thing that came up in my mind as I opened my eyes. Wet was the next thing to come up. I felt paralyzed, but I felt everything that was surrounding me. It was water. I was floating in a body of water, a lake or the sea maybe. I was staring at the clear blue sky as the sun glared at me from beyond my range of vision.