Blackout #102

I was gold, a whole treasure's worth.

Blackout #101

It was like small, glittering cities she'd designed and it didn't really come out right.

She was vaguely aware. The images floating above the blank spaces.

Giving a voice to him, inspired.

"Because...." He stepped abruptly away, looking stricken, "Forget it."

He blushing let go of her and she turned away.

My suggestion is you wait and see how life without him is.

Using the walls for support, she felt light- headed, her field of vision weakened. The familiar heaviness at the base of her neck.

He was too close so you ran away.

They're contented, somehow. She felt very sorry for them.