Saturday, May 16, 2009
The Time We Fought For piece 2
The ocean water sifted through Catheryn's toes as she treaded the shore of her home. Knowing that today was the day she would leave was hardest on her. She stared out into the sky and her shoulder's slumped under the weight of her regrets. Regret to never run along the sandy banks again; regret of the friends she would be leaving behind. There was no place for her but this place, and she knew it in her glass-filled chest. As the sun fell to the horizon like a guillotine to her lifestyle, she smiled, and the glass broke.
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should would leave? need to fix word choice there, obviously a tired typo. nice use of simile and metaphor.
ReplyDeleteSo far this sounds like a collection of endings?