Barren Beach


by ganymeder over 2 years ago

I don't know what to say. The image was... IS astouding, but other than that, nothing. What do I see? A lonely figure on a windswept beach, but not one of sand, no, one of bright colors and soft, sculpted rocks. The ocean is so close, yet because the sky matches the color of the water, the sea seems to go on forever, endlessly rolling through the heavens, the white waves becoming clouds creasing the sky as they travel through the heavens. It's daytime, yet not as bright as you would expect. The clouds mask the sunlight, dimming it, not to a gloom but subtly altering its course. The ocean's blue seems silver, the sky's azure seems muted, not the harsh garish brightness of a summer day but the lesser, more open light of an autumn twilight. What could that lone figure on the beach hope to accomplish in the mud and rocks beneath that barren light? Is she worshipping at the altar of Mother Nature herself?

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Author Catherine Russell shares her life with her high school sweetheart, their son, and two ferocious puppies in the Wilds of Ohio while writing short stories, editing her novel, and learning more about the craft every day. Her work has been published in Flash Me magazine, Metro Fiction, Beyond Centauri, and the ‘Best of Friday Flash – Volume One‘ and the ‘Best of Friday Flash – Volume Two‘ anthologies.

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