The
swell inched her further away, another half metre.
“They’re
coming back,” I whispered.
She
closed her eyes. “No…” Her voice rippled across time, right back to the
beginning.
I kicked
towards her, tried to reach out. Another swell broke us apart.
She
looked at me; peaceful, intelligent, like a whale telling a story with its
eyes: you know. Yes. I know you want
to go, into this blue, your favourite colour. But please try… stay!
“Bye my
love…”
As she
dipped beneath the surface, she left not a trace of who she was, of ever being
there with me.
Another 100-word short story from the prompt at Julia's Place: http://jfb57.wordpress.com/ Check out other efforts on the website. This week we had to include 'beneath the surface'.
Wow! That's sad.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the read, Miriam.
DeleteThat's beautiful and so sad... I've heard that drowning is a peaceful way to go and you've captured that, and the narrator's pain at her choice, so well. Great use of the prompt.
ReplyDeleteI was thinking about the film and true story Open Water. Then those 100 words wrote themselves.
DeleteThanks for the read, glad you liked it.
Laura
this one is the best i came across in 100 WCGU archieve :)
ReplyDeletewould u plzz care to check my short story?
http://yourstoryclub.com/short-stories-love/romance-short-story-tonight-you-are-mine/