What if your wealth depended on your willingness to live without it?
Flash Fiction Prompt
Zach Wilson woke gasping, his silk sheets clinging like cobwebs of guilt.
Moments earlier, a blinding figure had stood at the foot of his bed—an angel, radiant and merciless. Its voice was thunder wrapped in calm: “You will live among the forgotten—under bridges, in alleyways—until you understand what it means to be human. Refuse, and all you have will vanish before dawn.” Then it was gone, leaving behind the scent of rain and ruin.
Now, his penthouse felt like a tomb of luxury. He looked out at the city below—its alleys, its cardboard shelters, its ghosts. A single thought pulsed through his mind: What would happen if the angel returned?
Some awakenings come quietly. Others arrive with wings.
Question for Readers:
If you were Zach, would you risk losing everything for the chance to rediscover your humanity?
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