From the abandoned floor he could see everything. The city lay before him lit up in the night sky. Every builidng called to him by name. The choices were overwhelming. All he needed was one singular building but he was unable to narrow the list to five. Sipping from his coffee mug he let his soul lead his eyes. Off in the distance his muse finally appeared. He sat down on the carpet and began to write. Write the words to match the building to match his love for the woman he would ask to be his wife.
This little snippet has the potential for going in just about any direction.
Really gets the imagination going!! A great piece of writing 🙂
“Every builidng called to him by name”
Perspective here.
I was right there in his head . . . . wonderful ending!!!!
Wow! The ending took me by surprise! Beautiful : )
Very nice … love writing that leads me long …