Glacial ice thaws,
Tumbling crystal torrents,
Carving fresh pathways.
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Angel Whelan
Angel Whelan writes the kind of stories that once had her checking her closet each night, afraid to switch off the light.
Finalist in the Vocal Plus and Return of The Night Owl challenges.
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In The Blink of Her Eye
Time itself bent and morphed, allowing Shannon the precious seconds needed to see and adjust to the disaster unfolding in front of her. Each frame showed minute details she would have missed had the clock not slowed down until she heard every click of the hands as they swept toward the end of everything. If only she was being melodramatic...
By Lisa VanGalen2 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
this is very clever and very inspiring!
New pathways. Nice thought
Nicely done! I loved the last line. Gave me 'fresh start' kind of vibes.