The Challenge

Issued by Mererid

Here's the challenge (should you choose to accept it):

1. Don't look at the topic until you actually have 5 or more minutes to write.

2. After you look at the topic, write as fast as you can whatever comes into your head, no matter how weird. DO NOT EDIT OR REWRITE AS YOU GO.

3. Write for 5 minutes straight, more if you feel like it.

4. After you finish your 5 minutes, go back and edit or rewrite to your heart's content.

This is the topic, and must be used as the first line in your story:

I am dead. The inevitable cannot be changed.





by Zanz



I am dead. The inevitable cannot be changed.

No one ever said it would be like this. No one ever told me it would be so alone.

I wander the world. Have for centuries, maybe longer. I lost track after a while.

I do what I can. Sometimes it's enough. Sometimes it's not. Sometimes I just can't change things no matter how hard I try.

I lose myself sometimes, just wishing it could be otherwise. Just wishing it could be over. Done. Will I ever be done? Will there be an end? I ask sometimes but there's never been an answer. Maybe that's not a question I want the answer to.

In the end I ask for guidance and do what I can. What I think will help. I'm never sure who it is I'm helping though. Is it them? Or me? Am I doing it for me? Is it my way of trying to find an end? Or am I truly helping? I would like to know the answer to that.

I think.

I like to imagine I've made a difference. That I've been able to help. Change things in some tiny way for the good. God, please tell me my efforts have helped. That it hasn't all been wasted.

Sometimes it takes so little to change things. Just a word or a phrase, spoken at the right time. At the time when they are ready to hear. I have learned that. It doesn't matter how much you talk, if they are not ready to hear, they won't. The words maybe, but not the meaning.

I pray this was enough. I pray it will last. I pray this time I will know before I have to move on. Have I helped? Was it enough? Was he ready to hear?

My fate is. The inevitable can not be changed. I can not be changed. Can he?

Miracles are so hard. Harder now than ever before. Maybe there was a miracle this time. Maybe he heard.



"What good does it do for a man to have ears that will hear a thousand miles if he cannot listen to the whispers of his own heart?"


“Night Shift”



~~The End~~