Thursday, 13 March 2014

My lighthouse

Imagine a place where everything is calm, where no one ever goes, where nothing ever happens, this is the story of a wrecked lighthouse. Everything is calm, no one is here - except for me. The sea hits the island as is goes in and out. The island is all alone, as it has been for some years. Years ago, a storm made its way in from the east- the consequences were severe. No one was left except me, and I sit here now with only the ghosts for company. My lighthouse was and still is wrecked.

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