Death and Transfiguration
The last strains of sunlight lingered in the corners, grasping every available point of refraction. She slid her fingertips along the glass wondering if this was all there ever was. Or could be.
Flying always made her feel insecure, out of control. Now, reluctantly lowering the shade; shutting out the spectacular sunset, as “Death and Transfiguration” seeped through her headphones into her brain; now she understood.
Written for Trifecta challenge…www.trifectawritingchallenge.com.
For this weekend’s Trifextra challenge, we’d like you to read the 33 words below and then add 33 of your own words to move the story along.
The last strains of sunlight lingered in the corners, grasping every available point of refraction. She slid her fingertips along the glass wondering if this was all there ever was. Or could be.
Amy Harrison
This was such a great piece of writing 😀 I’ll have to listen to it! 😀
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Linda Vernon
Uh oh, Things may take a turn for the worse I have a feeling! 😀
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Stephanie B. (@B4Steph)
This was educational for me, which is a good thing, since I love learning new things. Once I found out the theme of Death and Transfiguration (which I suppose could be deduced by the title alone, but I wanted to know exactly what it was) it gave it real meaning. Well done.
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BCIJo (aka Joanne Edith)
Thanks…now you need to listen to it! Not everyone’s cup of tea, but it blows me away.
Joanne
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ArthurAllen
Tomorrow is unknown.The past is what takes us there. Do not fear tomorrow. For all to soon it will be past.
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Ruby Manchanda
This is beautiful writing.
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littlewonder2
That was gorgeous. That really makes me wish mine was better like that.
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BCIJo (aka Joanne Edith)
Thanks…I just remembered a real moment of awakening.
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