This month I'm doing a personal challenge to write a piece of flash fiction within the GE fandom every day, and this is the first piece. I'll probably post one day later, because it gives me time to look over it once more, but we'll see how it goes.
By the way, this story is a hint of my next story-a much longer one-that will be posted later this week. ;) Hope you enjoy!
Prompt: Write a story based on your favorite song. I'm going to have to explain myself here. The first song I thought of was 10,000 Reasons from Matt Redman, so I thought I'd write something about someone being buried in troubles, and then they see the blessings in life and their faith is restored, or something like that. But as I began to write this the happy ending kind of went out the window...so this emerged. :P
Rating: K+ for themes of brokenheartedness and death.
Sometimes, I write, it feels like nothing will ever happen again. Like I'm trapped in a hazy nothing, just going around and around. I've tried to snap out of it, but it doesn't work and I don't quite want to. When I'm not thinking, I can't remember what happened. All I can feel is the weight of their deaths, but I can't remember them. Sometimes I forget about even that.
I pause, then dip my pen again. But that silence only lasts for the short time in between being awake and sleeping. That short span of time is the only time I feel any peace—if that can even be called peace.
I feel like I'm dying. There doesn't seem to be anything left to live for sometimes. But I know if you were here, that could change. Oh please Helm, come home! Come home soon!
I dip the pen one more time to sign my name.
Your sister,
Airen
I blow on the ink as I stare at the words. Helmer might never come home. He might never read these letters. He might be dead, like I nearly am. If he doesn't come home, I will be dead. And I'll not have seen him one last time.
But only if he doesn't come home. I add one more bit.
P.S. I love you. If you don't get back here soon, I will kick you so hard when you do.
—Airen