Tuesday, 28 December 2010

Believer






They tell me you don't exist. All they see is this cold blue sea. But I know better because, see,  I've met you before. So I sit waiting on the freezing sand. Like a fool, perhaps. I wait for you to emerge, trailing kelp and oyster pearls. My favourite monster.
 

50-word-story, photo/art/text own.
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2 comments:

  1. Tami Cohen28 December 2010 at 23:48

    so incredible.

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  2. Adun1 May 2012 at 16:43

    This is beautiful. And powerful.
    I like micro-fiction - I think it is sometimes harder to write. I tried my hand on something similar last year, http://adunokupe.blogspot.co.uk/2011/08/bb-fiction.html but I haven't returned to it yet.

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