This week’s photo prompt is provided by Goroyboy. Thank you Goroyboy!
“It’s so warm to the touch.” his six year old eyes watches the viewing ball roll into the palm of his hand.
“Son, respect the power which the light contains.” his father half hidden in the shadows of the sunlight. “The Sun is the source of all life but we can steal its power. Carefully, we must be careful about it.”
“Someday, I will walk on the Sun. I’ll bring back a whole bunch more than this little ball!” The boy rises lifting the ball back towards its home.
“Icarus, my boy. No man can approach the Sun. The gods will never allow such a thing.” his father laughs at the youth.
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