Saturday, 22 June 2013

Five Sentence Fiction: Blades

So it's been over a year since I did a FSF, but I had some inspiration so I thought why not?

Life rippled through the trees as the cool air encircled her and toes curled into the green blades beneath her feet.

She threw back her head; tendrils of wind fluttered though her wet lashes and caressed her eyelids as rain mingled with tears.

Filling her lungs with unsullied air she looked into the clouds and sunk to the ground.

Fists clenched and released and fingernails dug into the dirt; her breaths grew shallower as her eyes closed on the deeds the day had held.

The blood on her hands was reflected in the crimson of the evening sky as her body became limp and she collapsed into oblivion.


  1. I want to know what brought her to this. This is very vivid; you paint a very emotional picture.

  2. Totally agree with Ann; such a vivid picture, full of emotion and sadness. I love how you used 'tendrils' too. xx

  3. Nice bit of tension...and I'd love to know what she did before this scene!