Robert snatched the bottle of sleeping pills from Florence’s trembling hands, and tossed it out of the window.
“Look at that picture on the wall. It was clicked during the War.”
Florence looked at him with listless eyes. Neither life nor the picture made any sense to her numb mind.
Robert continued,
“Blackouts would cover the nation after sunset. Skylights and windows were covered with thick black paper.
If I cropped off the top half of this picture, it would not make any difference. But as you move closer, and your eyes get attuned to it, you start noticing the shades of black and grey, the various shapes embedded within, and the sources of light. You start imagining the characters that live here. You develop the confidence to walk through the street.
A plane flying above could either bomb the location, or be a beacon of light. The altitude gives it an advantage.
Go ahead, and be that plane. Rise above the darkness.”
Written for FFfaw 93rd Challenge

A totally different take on an interesting picture.Excellent.
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Thanks. The picture indeed needed a close watch to make sense of it.
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Liked this very much. Great imagery.
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Thanks.
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Well done! I love how you used the plane in the sky analogy to give a talk to a person who is in a very dark place. Great story!
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Thank you so much!
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“Rise above the darkness” -> What a poignant and powerful way to end your story, and what a creative take on the photo! Well done.
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Thanks, Jade. Your involvement is appreciated.
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A lovely dissection of the photo. So much of life is a shade of grey, little is black and white. Well done.
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Thank you, Iain! Grey offers the options of falling on either side, and hence, is popular. Black and white demand a strong stance.
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