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In Candlelight

Dear Readers

Quite a few of you have asked to read some of my earlier work. Whilst there are quite a few short stories floating around out there in magazines and anthologies and competition winning posts, I thought I would post a few of my first flash fiction stories published in The Drabble.

Cloistering was my first, and, if memory serves me correctly, the following flash fiction story was published on 16th May 2016.

Hope you enjoy this blast from the past.

Sincerely

Kelvin


IN CANDLELIGHT

by

Kelvin M. Knight

You want to kneel, but kneeling is too painful. You want to bow your head, but stiffness is a board from your un-level hips upward. Staring at the candlelight, you concentrate on its arcing shades of blue, amber and orange. Breathing the sweetness of oranges, you observe the candle grow tall as the window upon whose ledge it balances.

A flickering blaze consumes you.

Away flow rivers of pain. Away roll mountains of hostility. Uprooted are forests born from unnecessary pride. Standing alone on a desolate landscape, you want to kneel and pray but your inhumanity won’t let you.

(100 words)

Author:

First and foremost I am a reader, then a storyteller. My reading tastes are eclectic. My writing can focus around the intimacy of closed settings and may tend towards characters who might be hiding something from themselves.

4 thoughts on “In Candlelight

  1. Kelvin,
    This is very beautiful piece, although the conclusion is very downbeat. Even when all the ostensible obstacles are removed, the subject of your story can’t kneel and pray because of his inhumanity. You’re addressing a profound theological matter, and you’ve got me thinking.
    I’m really glad to see you’re posting again. I hope this means you’re out of hospital and on the mend.
    With very best wishes
    Penny

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    1. I’m certainly out, Penny. I hope I am on the mend. I am still full of pain killers and antibiotics and cannot do any cycling or weight training or brisk walking and sleeping, sitting, thinking is painful. But I can breath a little deeper without wincing in pain which is a good thing. Hope you are ‘A’ okay?
      Sincere best wishes
      Kelvin

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