Pausing, he looked back into darkness.
“It mattered not if I had ever lived. There were no great accomplishments, nothing important or earth-changing. The lights are out, all is void.”
“Wrong,” a Voice said. “A new spark is made whenever we touch another life. Watch.”
A single point of light appeared in the ether-sea. Another then sparked. And then another. And another. Each one a kind word or good deed. Each one a connection. Each one a life touched.
Soon the sea glowed with countless fires.
“Your life had meaning for them.”
Understanding what mattered, he let go, moved on.
Word count = 100
I’ve been off of the blog for a couple of weeks. I’m not sure I am back yet…. I will try to stop by and visit other FF stories, but if the last few weeks are any indication, I can’t guarantee anything.