Horizon #writephoto

horizon

 

I had to know, and I thought obscurity would help me to hide, retrace my steps, and find the wreckage. If they were any other survivors, someone might have left a message there?

From the walled garden, in the dim light of sunset, I followed the river, past the bridge, then on, along the bank to the estuary, and, finally, the beach. It was low tide, hesitantly I walked, from memory, toward the wreck. There was nothing, only the sound of small waves crashing on the dark rocks, and the far away cries of sea birds.

I paused, I may have walked too far, or, perhaps, the poor remnants of our craft had been washed away by the tide? I knew it was not plausible. After all I had been away only for two nights – or was it three? For the first time in days, I looked at my wrist, my watch had stopped, of course, it must have been the impact. The impact? Yes I remembered it well, the shock in my heart, the sudden spark of bright light…

I looked again around me, and I saw: something had changed, I had now perfect night vision, I could see the details of the shores, the small pebbles, the shells… I could hear too,  the small noises of the early night, voices…

I looked at my hands, at my arms, there was no trace of injuries, not even scratches, just the pale skin… Pale skin? But I had been on holiday, sun-bathing every day, how could I be so pale now?

I looked at the skies, soon the moon would appear behind the clouds. What time was it in this world?

Inspired by Thursday photo prompt – Horizon #writephoto

 

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  1. Love writing that starts me speculating on diverse continuations. I’ve been wondering about the difference between success and fruitfulness today. I think you provided the answer…………….fruitfulness passes a torch….Excellent.

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