Rain collides with the ocean as I stare out across its horizon. The water angels lure me here every evening. Their wings glimmer, but it’s just the illusion of wet leather.
Slimy fingers brush my toes as I stand thigh-deep in the water. They beckon me to follow. This is my favorite part.
My head submerges and I grab tightly to the angel’s shoulders. We dive as deep as the ocean allows. We shoot quickly back to the surface. Airborne for only a moment, I observe the other angels that have gathered to watch.
They cackle as I fall.
Kemaura over 4 years ago
I like the imagery in your Drabble but to me it seems different, what I see in this is a girl perhaps attending a pool party and the mean girls cliche asks her to join in the pool but somehow humiliates herself. But hey that's just me. #F19SHUFIC
Evan Vissat over 4 years ago
The imagery you use here is very vivid. I'm able to see the speaker wading out to meet these mysterious creatures. Because the story could only be so long, it's like looking through a window into a moment in time.