The sun peeked over the horizon, languidly stretching to bleed brilliant gold and orange hues across the dark lavender sky, revealing a shimmering lake of lapis, glistening as the occasional spear of light pierced through the wisps of clouds and danced over the surface. Bit by bit, the sun rose, covering the pearl morning haze with a pale, pure white light, transforming the honey drenched sky to a gentle blue, its rays bringing warmth to a new day.

Neil could almost picture the fresco as he lay on his bunk. For the last eleven years all that he had seen was a ball of fire whose blaze he dared not look into. Perhaps if his parole was granted…

In response to the 142nd challenge of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, based on a photo by Footy and Foodie.

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