"Wisp" by Hana Shibazaki He had run out of that house of despair, running from angry voices and pointing fingers.
The rough terrain had been difficult on his thin legs, and so he had stumbled over every obstacle, the stars above mocking him. A skinny forearm had wiped away the crystal droplets, and they dangled in the air for a split second as the wind blew through the trees. He had stopped once he reached the outskirts of the dense forests, the smooth expanse of beach, and the calm waters ahead. The sticky snail tracks under his eyes were hurriedly rubbed away. He leisurely wandered the beach, tracing the path of fireflies with his pointed finger. The moon rose above him, softly illuminating the agate sea. Within the white sand, an aquamarine glint caught his eye, and he bent over to pick up the rarity. The piece of sea glass was only the size of his thumb, but as he held it up to the light he could see the world reflected within a bluish hue. He spun around, the gem pressed against his eye, until he saw her. A shadowy figure, with long, streaming hair. As she faced him, he swore he saw the world in her eyes. He stepped forward, his right foot entering the water. Then his left foot. She stood, suspended above the water, beckoning him, a mysterious smile on her lips. He suddenly began to sprint, terrified that she would disappear also. His fingers fumbled, and the gemstone fell from his hands. As he looked up in dismay, the figure was gone, replaced by the lucid beams of the rising moon, and the serene world around him. The water engulfed him as he fell. But he did not resist, for he was too hypnotized by an aquamarine glint.
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7/3/2019 09:45:10 am
I love this piece. Descriptive. An amazing ending too. Nicely written. Great job!
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