Picture 2
Samantha Redstreake Geary’s Picture Choice: 2
Title: Kore
The biting wind tore through her, pushing and pulling, like a living thing. Kore knew Hades himself had sent it from the depths of hell to fetch her.
The sudden drop in temperature was a warning. Should she fail to return--all hell would break loose.
But this time, Kore had a reason to defy the possessive, thieving tyrant.
A charming youth, who stole her heart without resorting to brute force.
She was meeting him in Nashville, near the Parthenon entrance. The massive replica of her past towered over his slender form. He was pacing in the shadows of the illuminated archway, the candle flames flickering with his restlessness.
For the first time in a millennia, she felt reckless. Elated. Free!
And Kore was willing to fight whatever hell unleashed to keep it.
Flakes of snow drift between them, swooping down to snatch her happiness. The ice melts into pools of reflective light--defying the relentless forces that would tear them apart.
Where there is love...there is warmth.
We will run...run from the grip of winter until it can no longer reach us.
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Oh, lovely!!! I could feel the cold in my bones as I was reading!! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Ruth:) I had to drink some hot coffee while writing this.
DeleteI like the conflict with your story's very romantic flavor. I'm counting on them to find a place beyond the grips of winter and survive.
ReplyDeleteSo glad it resonated with you, Pablo:) There is more to this story--stay tuned:)
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