Short story: The Walkway in Twilight
November 5, 2025
Image created by Touré with photos from Pexels
Touré Gordon embarks on an emotional journey as darkness falls
Feeling the texture of the ground changing beneath her, as the wheels of her skateboard glide across concrete, she feels tense. Releasing the unease inside her she slaps her feet against the ground. Gaining speed with each slap, her music’s increasing volume, there’s nothing to stop the feeling of being unbound.
Abruptly, it comes to a stop. She snaps out of her trance. She loses her clasp, feeling the weight of her body tumble to the softness of the grass. The air falls silent as amusement fills her eyes. Letting out her emotions, she giggles and cries. Raising up, feeling flush, she looks for the board that seemed lost and out of sight.
Confused yet unbothered, she wants to see where this path goes, not caring about the delicate wind as it whistles and groans. Her feet move beneath her, carrying her deeper. She looks around seeing the beauty at last.
The coldness of metal against her fingertips. Watching effortlessly as her eyes glaze over. The free spirit of the smoke getting whisked into the air.
Inhale the good vibes.
Only the sound of her feet pounding and her sharp breath break the silence
Exhale the problem.
Repeating this process until there is nothing left. Then she is back to reality; emotions undressed. That brief moment or reflection that leaves you bare. It’s time to disappear.
Fight or flight. Her eyes are shut. She sees no light. The winds now harsh and dominate as it’s she who groans and cries.
Abnormal, feeling estranged, knowing what’s out there didn’t come to play. It’s mean, it’s aggressive, it doesn’t have a face. She’s trapped and there is no escape.
Silence surrounds her – only aware of the sound of her feet banging against the ground and the sharpness of her breath, as the wind cuts across her face.
Realisation paves the way. She finds herself running away. Deception is pain, nothing you can decorate. Yet trust in nature is something to celebrate.
Bittersweet the feeling it radiates.
