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Submitted to Contest #325
Her eyes close and her chin tilts upwards as the kiss of the gentle sea air caresses her cheek. The touch of it is soothing, familiar, carrying the fading warmth of the day as the sun splits on the horizon.She has not been here in many years. She has lived a hundred lives since she felt this cooling sand between her toes. Yet the sharp scent of the salt and seaweed fills her senses, bringing back memories as if they were just yesterday. Her heart contracts with the passage of time, the losses and the longing for what is no longer there, for ...
Submitted to Contest #79
Mehmed stood motionless, his arms hung relaxed at his sides, his posture betraying no hint of unease as he watched the wild animal circling him. Mustafa carefully stepped one foot over the other as he moved sideways around the room. His narrowed eyes trained on the tall, lean, graceful figure of his brother standing in the middle of the chamber. His distorted shadow flitted across the opulent blue and white tiled walls behind him, illuminated by the dull flickering candlelight. Mustafa’s size was reminiscent of a bear but his delicate moveme...
Submitted to Contest #76
“What?” Evelyn’s question was abrupt. Her eyes snapped to Michelle’s face momentarily before drifting back to study her hands. “What did he do?” said Michelle. “… Mum? What did he do?.” Her tone was patient and calm but her eyes belied weariness. Evelyn concentrated on the button on her cardigan. “Mum… ?” “I told you.” Michelle sighed. “I told you what he did.” said Evelyn. “He… but he was a good man… a handsome man.” Her eyes twinkled as she imagined his face. Her trembling lips straightened into a warm smile. “Yes! He was handsome. Oh I re...
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