The tower glistens ahead of me, its bright light shimmering against the waters. It’s a quiet place, on the edge of the world, far from anything I’m familiar with. Unattainable.
But it calls to me through the darkness.
I fight to paddle free from the shadows, the calm waters beneath my boat. As the inkyness closes in, I manage to reach the shore of the twinkling beacon. I pray that I am not alone.
At the foot of the lighthouse, bathed in light, I gather with the others; those fishing for their own place in the world.
Kate Miller is a law student from Manchester. She is a new writer who enjoys reading and writing poetry and flash fiction – and loves horror films.