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kissed my penny and threw it in
prayed to keep my soul


S
he dreamed once, of that grave they found in the forest. (This is a lie, she has dreamed of this grave more than once, more than twice.) There were flower petals, all around, over the snowy landscape. Petals of red, of blue, of green, and orange. There was no yellow, she would contemplate on this later and never come up with a reason. But she danced through the petals, over them, between headstones that rose out of the snow like the tulips did this spring. She skips, she leaps, twirls, and jetes, over the plants. Until she comes to that grave, that big, dark, empty hole in the ground that opens wide like a chasm. She stares down, deep, into it. And you know what they say about the abyss if you stare into it long enough.

It stares back at you.

And she thinks she sees an echo of it in Isolt’s eyes.

Her smile only confirms this as it curls like petals in the wind. Like the flower Isolt cuts now. Elli’s blue eyes turn to the, can feel them dying the moment she cuts them like a knife between rib bones. Cut again, cut again, cut again. Still, others grow in its place. She wonders what would happen if took those flowers home, showed them to her mother. Elli knows she would not smile, she would frown, the creases in forehead, in that ivory heart they both share would appear. And Elli would wonder once more why she is so different, so strange, so in love with the things they all think would be better in the dark. Whether it be ghosts or wilted flowers, they are all the same.

A flower is offered to her, and Elli watces it like something precious. Maybe because it is, are where her thoughts wander to, heart racing. She takes it between her lips, and it tastes like the honeysuckle she will taste come summer. She suddenly feels everyone one other nerves blooming like flowers. There is a flame in the center of the petals, because Elli feels the soft heat of fire in her throat. She opens her mouth expecting to see smoke, but only words fly out. “What do we do now?” Ash settles on her tongue.



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elliana

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in the sickness you find faith (festival) - by Isolt - 11-08-2020, 12:46 PM
RE: in the sickness you find faith (festival) - by Isolt - 11-09-2020, 11:09 PM
RE: in the sickness you find faith (festival) - by Isolt - 11-15-2020, 09:44 PM
RE: in the sickness you find faith (festival) - by Elliana - 11-18-2020, 09:12 PM
RE: in the sickness you find faith (festival) - by Isolt - 11-26-2020, 11:47 PM
RE: in the sickness you find faith (festival) - by Isolt - 11-29-2020, 11:54 PM
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