Fierdir drifting in the pitch, same as the last pilot we'd lost. Detached from the ship, helpless, floating into emptiness. My heart ripped loose like his lifeline, a cord pulled taut then snapped, an echo of the twang sucked into silence where no sound could ring.
Snatches of our love torment me as I watch us float apart forever. Whispers in my neck. The smell of shower gel on his damp skin. A glimpse of his face smiling as the bridge door closes.
A capsule of pain, a moment of terror, a lifetime spent recalling these moments that destroyed me.
P.S. Written for a contest as I recall... can't remember which haha. *facepalm*
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Short StoryDrabbles: Use only 100 words, and tell us a story. That's the challenge, if you choose to accept it. Don't waste words, and use no more and no less than precisely one hundred words. Go! (You'll find mine in the pages that follow) Dabbles: Every so o...
