Ruby Darkness: Fate of the Rose
By Victoria Leader
Copyright 2012 Victoria Leader
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In memory of Uncle Jimmy
A noise nearby takes hold of my senses as a puppeteer holds strings; if I should be so lucky to escape a fate that longs to cradle me. It’s cold and sharp as it passes my face amongst other things; the breeze that chilled my warm, beating heart, accompanied by the landing of the car.
Darkness now lives.
I hear people talking. It sounds like a whisper; the whisper that is denied in our dreams.