Friday Flash Fiction

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Photo Courtesy of C.E. Ayr

A spaceship? An arena? Whatever it is, it looks poised to take off. And so my story follows…

Word count: 100

Bluer than Blue

The reflection of the stadium was momentarily mesmerizing. A blue wash across the water, shimmering in the night. People inside were having fun, cheering the game on, their roars rolling across the river.

Eliza knew other people were happy. She just didn’t know how to get there. Bluer than blue, sadder than sad had been the theme song of her short life.

She stood shivering in the night air, concrete at her back. She relished the chill on her skin, knowing the water below would be colder than cold, darker than dark. Closing her eyes, she stepped into the black.

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© Erin Leary

10 thoughts on “Friday Flash Fiction

  1. I remember that song when I was a teenager. It was one of my favorites, although, my favorite was Anne Murray’s You Needed Me. Maybe Eliza could have discovered something wonderful, Who knows?
    Fantastically told tale, Erin! 🙂

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