(Author’s note: Happy new year, everyone! Here’s to your 2016, and here’s the last Fictioneers of the year. Hope to have more stuff in 2016 besides Friday Fictioneers.)
© Jean L. Hays
Bright Eyes
by Miles H. Rost
Eyes stared out of the window of the coffee shop.
The windows of the real estate office across the street were suddenly covered with darkening window hangings.
Half of the people in the coffee shop looked in shock, while the other half kept drinking their lattes like nothing had happened.
One person knelt in the street, looking into the eyes of their loved one. The loved one looked up, the energy in their eyes slowly melting away.
She called for help. Called for someone to call an ambulance. She looked into the eyes of the people in the coffee shop.
They all turned back to their coffee.
Music and Fiction 
The world’s like this – well described.
After seeing the lyrics, listening to the song, and seeing the photo, it just came to me. And yeah, that’s kinda how the world is.
this is us today — wanting to help without actions; just like me, just like you. well-crafted! thank you.
The song spoke, the words came out. The music really helps tell the story.
I like to focus on the few who actually do get up and help; few though they are…
It can be a cold and lonely place.. .for sure.
Too real, too close to home. Well written. Loved listening again to Bright Eyes. Haven’t heard it for ages. Well done.
Interesting story, Miles. It’s true that people just don’t want to get involved and upset their normal routine. This story could be used as a metaphor for a lot of situations.
What got me was the line in the song about the light that burned so brightly suddenly burning so pale. That’s where the story went from there.
Ah yes, this can happen, so sad that we often close ourselves up in a cloak of indifference rather than facing the more unpleasant aspects of life. An inspired write.