50 Word Stories: Cool

The air tinkled with the sound of ice being born. Earth stood a frozen picture of the life it once exuded. That was long ago. Radiant in blue and white, the Ice Queen admired her glacial kingdom, dead, but hers. “You like?” she crackled. “Yeah,” I said. “It’s cool.”


It’s neither one thing nor the other, not colour nor light, not even a dream for that would never do it justice. A blending of beams, a coalition of creation, the sun begins to rise. As dawn strikes the ice, I gasp. Nature fuses with imagination and I have no words, no explanation. The white […]