Fair enough. After some thought, I decided to go classic (no great surprise) but not melodic. A little something with enough meat to tell a story, but also something the readers of my blog wouldn't mind hearing.
Write 100 words with the song as inspiration. My choice, and as you will read, this is all about making a choice, is "Slippin' Into Darkness" by War.
There were no shadows, Cillia knew that. It was all black
and white. She realized who he was, and more importantly, she knew what he was.
Now she needed to know who she was. The
choice was hers, and this was the night she needed to make it.
Almost dressed, it was time. Was it fear staring back at her
in the mirror? Or was it shame? Oddly, she felt unconsciously the choice had already
been made, though her mind remained uncertain.
Then she knew.
You can feel her resignation, and defeat.
ReplyDeletethank you Tara, resignation was exactly my intent.
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