Writing Prompt: Departure
Jan. 25th, 2011 08:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravensweptThis week's 250 word prompt was to write a "departure". Which you already know if you read the post title. So now I'm just repeating myself.
Done in 249 words. Maybe I'll invest the last one into my retirement.
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There was that look in his eyes that offered to let her take it back.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she said, pushing her hair from her face, “So, so much yes. I’ve been waiting for this since I first saw you.” The sun was near setting, but still cast enough light that he could more than see the soft curves revealed by the loose sundress blown onto her body, easily be distracted by the way her hair changed color as the wind blew it about. She looked like she was the most beautiful thing in the world, and he felt like he never wanted that to end.
“You know you can’t go back after this, right?”
She gave a small laugh, cute and infectious, catching his eyes with hers. “Yes, I know. I’m ready though. Ready for this. You and me.”
He placed his hand gently over her heart, feeling the warmth. She placed her own hands over his, holding him close, tears in her eyes. She’d never felt so happy, and the look she gave him was heart melting. Her eyes closed, and gave a small nod.
With a sharp jolt, he pushed her over the cliff’s edge.
He watched as she fell, until the distance and fog claimed her and he could no longer see the smile she held all the while. When she was gone he did what he always did; take a deep breath, forgot her name, and say to the next in line,
“Next.”
Done in 249 words. Maybe I'll invest the last one into my retirement.
***
There was that look in his eyes that offered to let her take it back.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she said, pushing her hair from her face, “So, so much yes. I’ve been waiting for this since I first saw you.” The sun was near setting, but still cast enough light that he could more than see the soft curves revealed by the loose sundress blown onto her body, easily be distracted by the way her hair changed color as the wind blew it about. She looked like she was the most beautiful thing in the world, and he felt like he never wanted that to end.
“You know you can’t go back after this, right?”
She gave a small laugh, cute and infectious, catching his eyes with hers. “Yes, I know. I’m ready though. Ready for this. You and me.”
He placed his hand gently over her heart, feeling the warmth. She placed her own hands over his, holding him close, tears in her eyes. She’d never felt so happy, and the look she gave him was heart melting. Her eyes closed, and gave a small nod.
With a sharp jolt, he pushed her over the cliff’s edge.
He watched as she fell, until the distance and fog claimed her and he could no longer see the smile she held all the while. When she was gone he did what he always did; take a deep breath, forgot her name, and say to the next in line,
“Next.”
There's only one appropriate response to this piece:
on 2011-01-26 05:22 am (UTC)(This didn't feel quiiite appropriate over at A_SOC(K), so I saved it for here.)
Re: There's only one appropriate response to this piece:
on 2011-01-26 09:47 pm (UTC)This was fun to write, I actually started at the end and worked backwards.
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on 2011-01-26 08:39 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-01-26 09:48 pm (UTC)Thanks!