The Magic Torch

in #fiction3 years ago

Elizabeth Raymond looked at the magic torch in her hands and felt unstable.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her idyllic surroundings. She had always loved Mullingar with its mammoth, massive mountains.
It was a place that encouraged her artistic tendencies and she painted here as much as she could. It was late one evening when she saw something in the distance that would changer her world forever.


There is something different about this. Something creative. But, you could try adding a subtle element of descriptive imagination. But it was good. But can be better.

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