From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya
Lucre Rawlin stood waiting, scrutinizing the scurrying commuters as they passed, oblivious to anything beyond their phone screens and catching a ride on a speeding train.
He scanned every face, fishing in a sea of lost humanity for the one destined for more.
Weeks became months, his hope grew thin, fear and doubt nibbled at the edges of the prophecy, when, at last, the chosen one appeared.
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer