Drabble: My Way Is Dark

As I walk, and the sun is setting, my shadow stretches before me, a dark streak, a black pathway, I cannot avoid. All around me, the shop windows, the white sidewalk, reflect burning red. The world is fire, and I am darkness: My way is darkness.

I wish the clouds would come, would darken the sky, would pour their cleansing rain upon me. I am so tired now, so weary, and the day is ending. The fire of the sun is all around me, and my shadow is before me. I go into my darkness, into my unchangeable, dark fate.