Sammi Cox # 89 Silhouette 14.1.19
He sees a shadow by the far corner of the Piazza. Blinks — it’s gone. The slanting dusk light makes a soft sepia shape of her briefly. His heart contracts with longing.
Noonday sun brings clarity. All at once she is there — bustling, solid, loud, tendrils of flaming red hair curled around her ears, gold earrings glinting. Close enough to breathe in.
‘It’s you, here, now ‘ …….
January 19, 2019 at 10:16 am
I love the description in this. And “Noonday sun brings clarity.” – that is a great line 🙂
January 18, 2019 at 11:34 am
So glad you liked the story. Great prompt word isn’t it ?
January 15, 2019 at 10:31 am
Oooo that opening was lovely and the follow up a shock of red hair!