Wednesday, February 3, 2016

The Road


Smooth gray stone, stretching like a river for as far as the eye could see.
Streetlamp sentinels kept a lit vigil over the east side of the road, spaced so that none of the murky shadows of the other side could blight their precious sidewalk.
The murky shadows hid whatever lay on the west side of the road. Only a deeper darkness hinted that something moved over there, breathing figures which had shunned the light for the cool chill of the night.
The road was empty of all, except for one man standing in the exact middle.
The man looked first to the left, and then the right.
He debated which way he should go.
If he went west, then he'd find mysteries and an elusive adventure in the night.
If he went east, then there would be a comforting light constantly guiding his way.
He knew a choice had to be made, for he couldn't keep to the middle of the road.
To do that would mean danger once a car arrived.
He turned slowly, studying both options.
Then he stopped, and chose which side he would embrace.
He strode out of the road without a backwards glance at the other side.
With his choice made, all he had left to do was reach that distant place where the road ends.

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