Some places have their own gravity. A pull so strong that escape is impossible; time slows, light is trapped. No matter how you try to get away, you remain tethered, stretching out from this point like a string, always pulled inwards.
Those who are trapped by these places, things appears normal, as everything is travelling in the same direction.
Those on the outside can only see darkness.
A quick ‘end of lunch’ post – because its gaming night tonight. A response to the Five Sentence Fiction challenge by Lillie McFerrin.
This prompt was ‘Horizon’, which my nerdy mind immediately associated with the concept of an event horizon that exists for black holes. I then took this on a slightly metaphorical journey, as some places, homes, memories have their own ‘pull’ or ‘gravity’, that try as we might we cannot leave behind. These ‘black holes’ capture us just as readily.
I should say that unlike I have implied in this piece of fiction, I think that escape is possible – but never easy.
Let me know what you think in the comments!