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Angels

Flash Fiction Story: She dances blithely in the hall, her body moving with the boldness of a woman

She dances blithely in the hall, her body moving with the boldness of a woman who knows herself. She spins, red robe flaring wide, and her pale body catches rainbows from the window behind my head.

“Can you hear them?” she asks. Her voice is breathless, rapturous. “The angels?”

She whirls close, and I shift my bound hands behind my back.

The notched blade arcs past my face. Drops of blood splatter across my swollen mouth.

“Please, Calliope,” I whisper. “Let me go.”

She drops in front of me, eyes wide, luminous. “They’re coming, Meg. They’ll take us home.”

NOTES:

Written for The Prediction. Challenge words: blithe, notch, rainbow. Photo by Marie Bellando-Mitjans on Unsplash. Below I’ve included an audio recording of me reading the story aloud.

AUDIO OF ‘ANGELS’, NARRATED BY HOLLY KARLSSON:

 

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