Rohann picked up his car key and put it back for the umpteenth time. An answer awaits him at the other end, as promised by the seer, but he is not sure of the question yet.
He throws away the bottle of sleeping pills – it’s not a solution to sleepless nights. He has not slept, but remembers seeing a shadowy figure in a trance-like state and it was not a ghost.
The figure furiously attacks a canvas, with colors that exist beyond rainbows.
Long back, Rohann had given up his creativity in exchange for prosperity, and joined his father’s business.
Written for Six Sentence Stories
Creative Experiments and More 
Could Rohann be sleep walking? Painting in a semi-conscious state, his creative self unable to be contained? If not, what cruel nocturnal torture.
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I like the idea of painting in semi-conscious state 🙂 Maybe we do better. Thank you, Denise!
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Such a sad, unhealthy exchange; perhaps he will take up a creative life once more.
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I guess one should find room to satisfy creative instincts on a small level at least.
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Choices can include sacrifices, not visible to all.
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That is also true. Thanks, Spira!
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I feel so sorry for him… I once did the same thing, it was an empty life. And being unable to sleep on pills can make you see… Shadowy figures.
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You’re elaborating further ☺️ Thanks!
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Ah ha! Nocturnal visit from (apologies to Dickens) the Ghost of a Life Un-lived.
The things that might have been, talents un-explored, surely there are few targets of introspection that are of a greater risk of despair than this!
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I like ‘at a greater risk of despair than this’. 🙂 Thank you, Clark!
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Sometimes a sacrifice. Nicely penned!
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Actually a choice. Thank you, Staarlz!
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As it seems my comments fail to hit the right note for most of the 6SS authors, I wish you all the very best–as I bid adieu.
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I don’t know what has disappointed you.
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You can only put off the dream deferred for so long…
Nice one, here!
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Thank you, Liz!
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Sometimes you give up too much.
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Not knowing what lies on the other side…
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well crafted
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Thank you!
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Beautifully done, Reena!
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Thank you so much!
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I listened to your story (and several others). What a lovely voice you have. And such good recording equipment. Hearing things as the writer intends is always a plus.
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Anchor provides recorded voices for your blogs 😀 Check it out.
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ohhh 🙂
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‘With colours that exist beyond rainbows’ – beautiful.
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Thank you, Jenne!
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Ah, life’s compromises…
I like how you paint the prompt word without ever using it.
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Thank you 😀
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Very good story Reena
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Thank you so much!
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You’re welcome my friend
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