by Sparks In Shadow

Photo by Ré Harris


The scandal was insignificant in the planet’s larger scheme. She was inclined to divide it further by the size of the galaxy or the universe. But she didn’t want to be rash. Why pretend anger away again?

Her body quaked even as she chose not to sink from the affront’s deceptive, meaningless weight. In her heart, it cut like the important things it wasn’t.

Two, content with selective blindness, made insulting decisions under its rule. She was embarrassed to have fallen for their ruse.

Believing at least one of three should care, she allowed her anger to begin its course.