She lived a life that some would describe as being on edge. She’s an untamed wanderer, a drop of free water. She called herself an angel of lust. For lust, as defined by her, is a desire to live every kind of life there is and dream every kind of dream. It is a desire to breathe the summer air, chase the crashing waves, and dance in the rain. She craved for moment, time, and people— for their warm touch and gazes that goes beyond skin.
But just as they always say, there are two sides to every coin.
There comes a time when she can’t keep her demons at bay. When all she could see is destruction, sin, and woe. A time when she turns from being a screaming siren into a muted murmur, running to a place empty of people and buildings and connection and light. A perfect place for fading and getting lost,
…but eventually, for getting found.
Word Count: 150
This is in response to Mondays Finish the Story prompt.
Finish the story begins with: “She lived a life that some would describe as being on edge.”
PS. I’m feeling rather gloomy today after reading the current events so I ended up with somewhat a prose poem. It’s really distressing to think how living in this beautiful world is a tug of war between life and death, love and misery, faith and doubt, and hope and suffering. Life is such a flipping coin. 😦
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November 5, 2015 at 8:56 pm
Very nice, you described the two opposites beautifully. I’m glad you left it on an optimistic note at the very end!
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November 6, 2015 at 12:18 pm
That last line is actually my favorite part. 🙂 Thank you for taking the time to read, Draliman.
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November 6, 2015 at 8:39 am
She sounds like a complicated lady.
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November 6, 2015 at 12:31 pm
A complicated lady living in a complicated world? Sounds complicated. Thanks for dropping by! 🙂
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November 7, 2015 at 12:56 am
;0)
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November 7, 2015 at 11:18 am
Great story. Life is indeed a flipping coin!
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November 9, 2015 at 10:52 am
It is. Thanks Jessie. 🙂
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November 8, 2015 at 1:56 am
Good story! Thank you for writing for the MFtS challenge and I hope that you write for the next one too. Remember: Be well! ^..^
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November 9, 2015 at 10:55 am
I definitely will. I enjoy your prompts. Thank you. 🙂
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November 8, 2015 at 4:58 am
I like the way you compare the two sides of a coin to the two aspects of this character’s personality. This woman is certainly fighting an inner battle, and I hope her ‘better’ side manages to prevail. The last line suggests she wants it to.
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November 9, 2015 at 10:59 am
Thank you Millie! I’d like to think she’s eventually get through all her inner battles one day. 🙂
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November 9, 2015 at 8:07 pm
Yes, so do I. 🙂
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November 10, 2015 at 9:55 am
Wonderful story and so well done! I am particularly impressed with this line: “A time when she turns from being a screaming siren into a muted murmur, running to a place empty of people and buildings and connection and light.” Very nice!!
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