So I’m a week late getting this posted. NaNoWriMo does tend to eat the rest of my life in November. I chose to do the image of the arch and gate from St. Paul’s in Dundee, Scotland as my image prompt for this twenty-minute sprint. I hope you enjoy it.
Dancing Blue Light
Amber walked past the Episcopal church every day on her way home. She liked the architecture. The spires, the arches, and the stonework. There was an arched entryway in the wall off to one side with a gate. There were stairs leading up on the other side of the gate and Amber always wondered where they led. In the dim light of autumn evenings, it all looked mysterious and intriguing. On cold winter nights when it was already dark as she walked home, she could barely make out the stairs on the other side of the gate. There were no lights on that side of the church, and the wall the arch was set into blocked the light from the street lamps.
It was early December when she first saw the light on the stairs. It was a blue-tinged light that seemed to flicker and shift as she gazed through the arch, trying to get a better view around the bars in the gate. She couldn’t figure out where the light was or what was making it. When her fingers started to get stiff from the cold, she headed home.