I met a stranger in a field of flowers the colour of burning flame.
“Look into my eyes,” he said, his voice echoing inside his helmet, “and you look into the Abyss.”
When I tried, all I saw was my own face, reflected in the gleam of his visor.
This is for Three Line Tales 238. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Nimesh Basu for providing the prompt photo!
“The colour of burning flame” is the perfect metaphor: suits the image to a tee.
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Nice take!
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Thank you!
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