Paint | A 100 Word Story

#134 Page of Light

My hands were stained with paints from decades of pain and suffering. Each piece, a part of me. Keeping me awake till I finish what I started.

A week of no sleep can make any man start to see things in the swirls that weren’t there before.

Am I dreaming on my feet? With each new color introduced a memory extracted. Put on display for all the world or no one to see.

A streak of red for blood. White for bone. I mix the lights with the darks to get the black I need. My truth in the shadows.

Click on a card below to learn more about the Tarot deck that inspired this story:

Ace of Light | Two of Light | Three of Light / Four of Light / Five of Light / Six of Light / Seven of Light / Eight of Light / Nine of Light / Ten of Light / Page of Light

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