A Stone in the Shallows

Posted: February 19, 2018 by J.A. Prentice in Flash Fiction
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Shallow water rippled over a bed of round, smooth stones. Sara sat on a fallen log, her cloth mask clenched between raw fingers, and heard the echo of laughter long past. She had come here with her father and her brothers when she was young. Spring flowers had bloomed upon the banks and the oldest trees had bowed so low over the water that the leaves gleamed wet.

Ash was settling on the surface of the water and the skies darkened. The sun dipped low on the horizon, scattering red light. There was nothing left here but memory, plague, and four shallow graves.

Sara bent down and wrapped her fingers around a single round stone. She pressed it to her lips, whispered a soft prayer, and put it in her pocket.

Then she turned and walked on, away from the river, away from all she’d ever known.

Word Count: 147

This is for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Thanks to Priceless Joy for running the challenge and Enisa for providing the prompt photo!

  1. Iain Kelly says:

    Great atmosphere, I wonder if the plague has left anywhere for her to go?

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  2. James says:

    Seems there are several stories, including mine, that speak about family. I guess this would be a great place to picnic.

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  3. Such a beautiful story with such a sad ending.

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  4. Michael says:

    A timeless story which was a pleasure to read.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. At the same time a heartbreaking and wonderful story 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Meena says:

    This a bit sad. Good story

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