Lightning splits the storm-torn sky with jagged white and the thunder follows. The road is empty, cutting straight across the flat emptiness that seems to last forever.
I drive on, chasing the lightning, though I know I shall never catch it.
This is for Three Line Tales 262. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Raychel Sanner for providing the prompt photo!
Living Authors' Society 
what a cool shot
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It is very cool. Intimidatingly so, when you’re trying to write something to go with it.
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ahhh – the challenge was on! and you wrote to the occasion – i mean rose to it! ha
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Thanks!
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