Friday, 21 November 2014

Flasher Fiction Friday - Gabriel

Landing with a thud, Gabriel flipped head over heels, left over right, tumbling over coarse cutting sand. Pushing himself up, he saw the impact crater where he had landed on the beach. It was easy to follow his path, a large skid that ended where he now sat.  He put a hand to his head, trying to get his bearings. This plane was familiar to him, but he’d never felt so solid here. Before he was a visitor, now he was an exile. He hung his head and tried not to regret his choices as his wings disappeared behind him.

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5 comments:

  1. A freedom of sorts. But sad. Beautifully written. xo

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  2. Ah, def fallen from grace then. Great Flash :-)

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  3. This is a wonderful flasher and I so want to read more

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  4. I'd love to know what happens next, too! What choices did he make? Were they really so bad that there's no hope for reconciliation? Great flash, Angelica!

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