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This week, I offer you nine sentences of “A Splash of Red”, a surreal fantasy story, the child of my own life and my dreams, with a generous dollop of imagery and a big dash of creative license…
More on the story after the snippet.
The Shadows of Hawks
She stops circling, and stares at me. I keep my gaze open and soft – I want her to feel safe here. But there are the shadows of hawks in her eyes as she shrugs. “Gravity still happens.” Through her fierceness, the single quick ray of amusement at her own joke. “And it was you who upset my balance. All of a sudden, just when I needed to focus on the hawk, you were here.”
I feel the words, heavy with meaning, like the heaviness in the air before snow, like the heaviness of the hawk wheeling in the hopeful sky, vivid with sharp menace. She goes back to her own circling, watching me warily, as though she thinks me the hawk.
Does the child think the woman is a hawk?
Is she right?
Can the woman make her feel safe?
And what about the hawk?
Come on back next week to find out more!
Did you like what you read? “A Splash of Red” was originally published in the 2014 inaugural edition of World Unknown Review, which is edited by L.S. Engler. Since I retain all rights beyond first publication, I intend to revise the story and use it as my own initial self-publishing experiment.
That being said, I’d love any and all input and criticism you’re inclined to offer!