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This week, I offer you the next 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.
Context, such as it is…A woman is attempting to win the trust of a little girl in a red dress, while hawks wheel above…but just who are these two to one another? And what about those hawks?
When we left our woman and child last week, the hawks screamed, the little girl vanished into the woods, and the woman is paralyzed where she stands by her fear.
Given the surrealism of the story, punctuation is a bit creative, so be warned!
Fueled By My Rage
The shadow of a hawk passes over me, blocking the sun, making me shiver as though I’m naked beneath its glare –
“No!” I shake my fist, and the hawks drop lower, fueled by my rage. I am an adult now. I’m not defenseless anymore. I’ve learned things, and I have resources. I’m strong. Once, I was a child, powerless to stop them. Once, I thought too that I deserved the attacks, that I had earned them.
Previous “A Splash of Red” snippets (from beginning):
Will the woman be able to find the girl?
Will she even try?
Will she earn the little girl’s trust?
Exactly what are the hawks hunting?
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, 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!