"The windows rattled as the storm began drawing towards the middle of the city; conveying a power outage upon the entire Chalet’ Apartment complex. The candles set upon the mantle gave off a shrine-like effect in the gathering room while Sara’s silhouette towered over the leather couch that she stood behind of, resting her elbows upon its back while thumbing text after text into her cellphone. I began making my way towards the dark draped kitchenette with the intent of lighting up a few more tealights as they'd become a candlelit path helping to lead the way to the Dungeon's main playroom where bright blue and orange flames continued to dance among the darkness."
First Lines Contest 2018: Sugar Whipped
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