Whichever Way The Waves Are Going


Forward, Storm, Spray, Sea, Ocean, Wave

Another wave broke at the bottom of the cliffs, scattering white frothy spray everywhere. He looked over the edge at the roaring sea and took a deep breath. He bent his knees, held out his coat behind him like a cape and jumped.

The letter was on his desk when she walked in. Putting the washing basket on his bed, she picked it up and spent a few moments trying to decipher his handwriting. As the words sank in, she dropped the paper and ran.

The cold salty air rushed up to meet him. His coat ripped about behind him and for a few moments he imagined he was a bird. Tears appeared in the corner of his eyes then were whipped away as quickly as they had appeared.

She raced out in her slippers and jumper, all other thoughts gone out of her head. She tore open the cottage’s front gate and almost stumbled onto the sand pathway. Long, hard grass blades cut across her, but she ignored them and fled onwards.

The crashing waves ring loud in his ears and he could feel spitting droplets on his face. He smiled, feeling freer then he had in years. He yelled out and the wind tore through his mouth and snatched his wordless voice away. He looked down and saw the sea rising up to meet him.

Panic and pain shot through her chest as she reached the top of the cliff. Barely stopping her feet in time, she watched some small white stones scattering and falling over the edge. She clutched her chest and searched the stormy sea for any sign of him.

He let go of everything and held out his hands to reach the crests of the waves. Chilly water splashed against him then welcomed him inside with a deathly embrace.

She cried and screamed at the edge of the cliff until she tasted blood in her mouth and her body collapsed into the dirt, spent and shaking.

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2 thoughts on “Whichever Way The Waves Are Going

  1. This is a good flash fiction story. You could even expand by continuing it in a new story, starting from where she ended. Perhaps when she woke up, the coppery taste stale in her mouth, she remembered what happened before to lead him to his actions. Something like that. It’s good content that you could use to make a series (although maybe it is part of a series – I’m not sure since this is the first post I read on your site).

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  2. Thanks so much and I’m glad you enjoyed reading it. I wasn’t thinking of continuing, but I just might now that you’ve suggested it.

    Maybe it can be tomorrow’s story? I’d probably just keep it as a long short story for now.

    I’ve got two novellas running on here -one I’ve not picked up in awhile but the other has 6 parts out each month.

    Please feel free to look at some of my other stuff.

    Thanks again.

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