Thursday, 9 April 2015

Flasher Fiction Friday - Reflection

She didn’t lift her head at her name. She sat still on the shore of the pond, breath swirling at the back of her throat. She paused before turning to the speaker, not answering the eunuch.
“He will see you now.”

A summons. She could ignore the messenger, but not the message. Her body was required. Her mind and heart would remain here, floating among the brightly the coloured blooms on the still reflective surface of the pond. Reflections of her, of who she might be, who wasn’t. There would be pleasure, but it would be only a reflection.

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  1. Nice interpretation, Angelica! Somewhat sad, and perfect for the pic :-) Great use of emotion, too.

  2. I feel sad for her, but what a great take on the picture :-)

  3. Damn, a really sad take on it, but the use of the emotions in the excerpt was wonderfully written. I'm impressed of your creativity.

  4. Emotional flasher, beautiful, yet sad


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