In 55 Words FD MC Challenge 2017 – Day 276
Last weekend, I spent some time looking at some pictures, taking notice of things like colors, shapes, the emotions they conveyed. Just like quotes, they’re a wonderful source of inspiration, even if they evoke entirely different things in the end.
Today, I revisited one of those pictures to write the challenge entry.
I particularly enjoy the dreamy effect of the composition which feels more than appropriate for the themes I explore in these. Yesterday’s reflection was more pragmatic but this one, despite what might appear at first, goes back to the fantastic nature of it all. The bridge is a metaphor for trance. It’s also a deepener. What exactly happens during the traversal and after is something best left to your imagination. Enjoy and until tomorrow.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there,” Carmen said.
David nodded. That’s not what he wanted to hear but he accepted it. Eyes on the road, he continued driving.
An hour later, he saw it, bathed in neon, the shapes drawing him in as she drained his thoughts.
Entering oblivion never felt so good.