This week’s photo prompt is provided by TJ Paris. Thank you TJ!
It seemed an irony that the symbol for joy and good fortune would be the one thing that would survive the devastation. As the young man picked his way through the rubble of what had, only yesterday, been a busy building full of laughter and celebration.
The earthquake that struck was strong enough to reduce the building to rubble. The man paused to look up at the lantern covered in dust.
Just at that moment, the man heard the dog barking for help. He had thought the dog was lost. Through his tears, he gave silent thanks to the lantern.
Written for flash fiction for aspiring writers