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In the mirror of her face

Flash fiction for #VisDare (just squeezed into 150 words, with a crowbar . . . I clearly need more practice!)

I remember my shock, stepping into her ocean, my delighted discovery that the sea can be as warm as the tropical air, and her laughing at me.

I’ve given her so little cause to laugh, since that short leave, that I wonder why she put up with it all – the waiting for the war’s end, the forms and examinations and casual insults of bureaucracy. All I gave her in return was a grey British city. Even now that I’ve brought her to the coast I feel I’ve failed her. All I can see is the perfect beach I took her from, and the fat, greasy, red matrons calling their brats to heel as if her footsteps might contaminate them.

So I forget to warn her and she steps into the sea, and this time I’m laughing at her delighted surprise.

“The cold,” she gasps. “It’s beautiful. As beautiful as you.”

See more entries here: http://anonymouslegacy.blogspot.co.uk/2013/05/visdare-19-mirror.html

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4 comments on “In the mirror of her face

  1. Alex you did well, cramming is difficult for us writers when there is so much more our muse is telling us to write. I enjoyed how you linked the beginning and end to your story. 🙂

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  2. Beautiful piece tying in the imagery, wonderful clash of worlds

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  3. Gorgeous work. Haunting and mysterious, yet lush and hopeful at the same time. A mystery within a mystery. I want to know more!!! Thanks for a great VisDare!

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