The Sun In Your Hands.
There once was a boy who held the sun in his hands. He had discovered the glow of such a peculiar orb at the ripe age of six, and ever since then, had never let it go. Not even once.
But the seasons waned, and waxed. The ocean’s waves were pulled onto the shore, enveloping the land like a blanket soaked with abandoned dreams, rippling between seafoam.
The boy grew older. He met the moon. An empty, stale scent rose into the air.
A cool mist drew him closer.
He was so used to the sun’s warmth, so tired of it scorching the soles of his hands, that he let go. And so did the blue in the sky fall, as the world was plunged into an eternal night.
Soon, the boy wept for what he had lost, as he embraced crescent pale whites, reminiscent of a scythe, coming to take his life.
The sun rolled far from its owner; it made its way across the beach, then paused, once trapped by dampened sand.
Along with every dream, the orb was swept away as the boy slept through it all. Dawn never rose again.
And the world went quiet.
About The Author: Author of over 20+ web-serials & novels, published by Tapas.io, recent addition to the Wattpad Stars program, and Winner of Tapas’s 2018 Summer Writing Competition, Beau Van Dalen’s stories have amassed a total of over one million reads online — between short stories, poems, novels and scripts, he can always be found with a pen in hand.
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