|Hannah Gosselin's Flashy Fiction Prompt|
They walked the way only young teenage girls can walk - bumping into each other through the dimly lit doorway - giggling under the yellowed "Physic Reading Sign." "Maybe we'll be given a laxative" one of them said and they fell onto the faded purple couch in what seemed like the waiting room, laughing so hard that they didn't hear him enter. In fact, they were curled up into one another like one four limbed soft creature when they both felt a hot burst of energy and looked up to see the man holding his face between long fingers, his hair spilling onto his shoulders, leaning on the black marble counter staring at them with burning eyes that charred their laughter into ashen silence.
Very nice, Pearl...so vivid...this scene draws one right in!!ReplyDelete
Great prose piece (story starter).ReplyDelete
Oh, I haven't been by Flashy Fiction in a while...Great little story with the photo!ReplyDelete
I had to start a blog just for Flashy Fiction...
(got to put that link in the other blogs, but first I have to remember how)