This post is for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) Challenge, run by Priceless Joy. The FFfAW challenge is that you write a story of 75-175 words inspired by the photo prompt below. This week’s prompt was provided by TJ Paris. Thank you TJ!
He watched from the clifftop as she meandered along the beach below, his hands clenched into fists.
She shouldn’t be there.
The agreement with the settlers on the mainland was clear and as ancient as the land itself. The lore had been passed down through generations; the songs of the bards warning of the consequences should his solitude be disturbed. Only when the causeway was freed from the grip of the ocean could human foot be set upon his isle.
The causeway was drowned. She should not be there.
It took only moments to transport himself to the shoreline. His anger at her presence was eased somewhat by the awe in her gaze; the fear and dawning realisation on her face.
“You’re real.” She stepped back as he advanced. “I didn’t think you could be real.”
“Oh, I am.”
“I didn’t… I’m sorry. Its just so peaceful here.”
He halted, his hand against her forehead. He could kill her, it was the expected punishment, but…
The desire for solitude in her eyes matched his own.
Word Count: 175
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