Carolyn Carlo

Lucid

The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Flickering, its light stretched away from the cabin and towards a creek nearby. The light slipped into the creek and together they rushed away, spitting and sputtering through the woods. Eventually, the woods gave away to a clearing, and the creek trickled to an end. But the candle’s light continued on, glowing and pulsing, until it met a lone dark road where a mother and child were driving by…