I never choose truth. So I ended up underwater. The guys gave me a crash course, told me to stick with Tom. I’ve lost Tom. He hand-signalled something when I pointed out the amber glow, then went in the opposite direction. I should have paid attention to the signals, but I got bored.
Before I discovered the glow, I felt uneasy. Now I dive deeper, enchanted. It’s pulsing, reminding me of a beating heart.
Strange. I thought the light would be blue, not the colour of burnt sugar.
Danger. That’s what Tom’s hand signal meant. Danger.
But it’s so beautif…
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This was inspired by two of the three Flash Fiction February prompts for today: underwater and amber.
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Powerful writing here, Sonya. You’re extremely good at being succinct. The detail you manage to impart in so few words is commendable. Poor girl (your character, not you!) – though i suppose she should have paid more attention to the meaning of different signals in her crash course. Well written!
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You made my day with this comment. Thanks again for a wonderful exchange!
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I go with everything Millietom said. Your economical use of words is beautiful.
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I loved the colors, imagery, and the whole story. Paring down your stories to 100 words really impresses me, because each time I read one it’s as good as the one I read before.
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