A 6-sentence story inspired by MLMM’s Photo Challenge #406. Photo credit: Sarah Whiley
I have not left a note.
I have left books upon books, lines upon lines, filled with countless pens’ blue or black blood. This is my art, the canvas on which I have, with words, painted days upon days of this life.
While there’s still a little light to see by, I am piling every journal and notebook on this table, on this floor. When my soul has left my body, it will remain in those thousands of pages.
The pieces are all there for anyone who is willing to put them together.
Note: I considered saying sorry that this story is dark, but then I realized that I wasn’t sorry. Hope you enjoy this even if it’s not cheery.