I just realized Ember is my seventh six-sentence story —if I counted correctly. Funny thing is, I originally meant to write a poem, but I lost track along the way. It didn’t quite fit as something short or long enough to qualify. So, I ended up here instead —with this. The prompt was created by our wonderful girlieontheedge Others’ stories can be found here Six Sentence Story #7 At night, when Ember lies down in her bed and listens to the rain softly running down her skylights she travels the worlds unknown to men.  Tonight was no exception; she was running in a maze to find her prince, a man she hardly knew but a face he had. Yes, it was a face she knew all too well, ahem… in fact, if she were to go blind she could easily paint every little frown line around his eyes while…