February 26, 2015

Short story: Dreaming her Whim



Lights in the dark

Take that shot! Someone demanded! 

At an instant, she positioned her camera to where that someone is pointing. While she's trying to figure out which part of the whole scenery he wanted to be taken, she can't avoid her caprice in going down the crater but of course, that's one thing she should be controlling because it will totally destroy the beauty of it. She took some snapshot of it however, her amateurishness cannot warrant was she's actually looking at.

I can't do it, she said, lowering down her lenses. The person beside her was trying to convince she has an eye for details and that she just have to be self-reliant on her skills. The sun is nearly rising yet she hasn't taken something that will make her words flow into writing. The heat will be unbearable and they don't have a choice but to go down once the sun has come out into full view. 

She positioned her lenses again and with confidence, she pressed her one last click. The sound of the shutter seemed to be deafening while the light of the sun is so gutsy in blinding her. 

This moment is so poignant a thousand words cannot define it, part of her mind was saying. With that thought, she woke up; she was only dreaming.

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