Every Monday, I post a piece of flash fiction--a story clocking in at
around 300 words. Each story can also be found on my deviantART page. Enjoy!
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She didn’t bother to put on shoes before stepping through
the doorway, relishing the coolness of the damp pavement beneath her skin. She
considered shoes a boundary, one meant to be crossed. Her bare feet carried her
down from the front step to the grass below, greener from the constant water
pouring from the sky.
To
most, rain was something to hide from. To her, it was something to experience.
With no
roof to serve as shelter, she was soaked within minutes in the downpour. Her
hair clung to her neck and forehead, her dress hung limply around her legs; not
an inch of her body was saved from the relentless shower. Yet she welcomed
every raindrop that connected with skin, every bolt of lightning to greet her
eyes, every thunder strike to shake her core.
Most
people scoffed at the idea of dancing in the rain. But she had never been one
to turn away from an experience.
~~
Until later,
- Justyne
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