I am taking a leap, joining the multi-talented group of writers who churn out waves of flash fiction with Rochelle Wiseoff at the helm.
The idea is to write a 100 words story prompted by a photograph . That’s it.
In a few words too many, here is my tale.
I love You to Pieces
Art is life she thinks as she applies a dab of crimson.
She rents this tiny, secluded flat by the rocky edge of the Med to finish her art project.
She covers the three pieces in flowers and vines, birds and butterflies in sunrise colors and seemingly random lines.
She wonders if he will see the message like he finds faces in tree bark.
She walks out the door.
The storm rages.
She plays a game of tag with the spray, skipping on wet rocks.
You lose says the Med grabbing her ankle, pulling her into a wave.
I’m a mermaid she chokes
He will love me now.