Day Dreaming- Art Prompt Writing Contest #2

My entry to Art Prompt Writing Contest #2- Thank you Muxxy for hosting!

The Rules:

1. Using this photograph as a prompt, write a piece of original fiction with between 500 and 1000 words.
2. Post a link to your story in the replies to this post.
3. Upvote this post.

• The contest will end September 5th at 23:59 BST

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Winds in the sky.

Tonight we are seeking to understand the clouds up above by laying here with our hands under our head and eyes on the skies. I find my mind asking questions. If I were to leave today, would tomorrow be the same? Would the words preached on the mountain top be heard or ignored? Would the love shared, spared, and left in the air be shared? Do those that have been changed help change others? Will the efforts paid be paid forward? Would there be a moment that changes a hardened heart?

The questions go on like an endless stream. A single cloud forms in the sky. The sky draws a picture and we are in awe of the blah. All the Blah's are the natural laws of ta-da. Huh, the ta-da? Well, I can't imagine life without the ta-da's of the world. A world where a random stranger gives a high five. His drive to minimize his pride and acts in random kindness.

His acts, he drives, he fights to end the world’s blindness. Self-righteous is the virus with a timeless cure.

Tonight we lay here with our hands under our head and eyes on the skies. Seeking to understand the clouds up above. I find my mind asking questions. Asking, what is a world without the ta-da's? What is a world without surprises? What is a world without us, lets discuss?

The questions go on like an endless stream.

They spring from the rocks of hearts. New springs give birth to ideas that collect and spread, wide, and free. Some will preach about the east and west. Some travel to destination of togetherness and leave room one for the light above. The light that shines in the center and keeps those around informed,scorned, and in turn affirmed.

Together we stand, surrounded by the surprises. These are the thoughts of yesterday's and the thoughts of today's passions.

Once friends, condemned to the limits, they scrimmage and win. Staring at their ticket to freedom in hand with doubt they will succeed. Standing tall, walking fast, they step into the possible fertility. They are thrilled, exhilarated, and animated. They were enlivened with music and adventure.

Just like a storm their story was dark at first. The rain was heavy and ultimately the wind circled around them. A singular formation changed them forever.

Today they lay there under the clouds.

With their hands under their heads allowing the mind to wonder.

Their eyes on the skies. Their mind asking questions about the night.

When the skies circled like that and it was the start of the end.

Remembering reminds them and creates questions of what if’s?

What if he lived and we didn't? What if our hearts knew love would it hurt any less? What if we hand the chance to go back? Would we change fate? Could we adjust just enough? Would waking up a minute later or a minute earlier make a difference? What if we cause another disaster? Would the ripple effect be worse?

Just like a storm it started with a dark sky. At first our thoughts went dark, then our decisions weighted heavy. Until ultimately our situation controlled us.