Fate – A Flash Fiction

In my hands lays the power of fate, the fate of all in our society.
A move of my pen, and someone lives or dies, falls in love or will never find the connection they search for.
I did not ask for this job, just as much as those who’s lives I control did not ask for me to be in charge.
While some might enjoy this power, I abhor the role of the Seer.
Watching those whom used to be my friends play at the edge of the shore, I sit at my desk alone, grasping for the glimmer of hope, that one day, a new Seer would be chosen and my torture would end.

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2014

This post was inspired by the Flash Fiction prompt “Glimmer” and the writing challenge “Hindsight is 20-20”.