A silver-web shapes in a child
Sparkles of smiles that are mildThis lingering spirit of mine
is left with nothing divine
I'm a ghost and a spirit
I'll be gone in a minute
But in your mind
I will find
my place forever
***
-Sarah , hun , come for breakfast, please!
Sarah silently laid in her bed upstairs. Crawled up in a ball, she protected herself from reality closed in a circle, where her baby was still in her.
- Sarah, you've got to eat someday...come down, I beg you! I'll go to work sound if I know you're not starving yourself.
The woman sighed and moved just a little but she felt so out of will and so numb everything seemed out of purpose.
The man downstairs sighed too and started up the stairs. He opened the door almost timidly, as if she would break from the very sound of it opening. A few steps forth and Matthew bent down and kissed Sarah's forehead. Then walked out.
The wife continued to lay still for another two hours, statues don't lay still so perfect.
She sighed. Then laid motionless for two more hours. Her tummy began to protest against emptiness, but other greater pains plagued her- both physical and those of the soul. Sarah gloomily stood up and staggered to the window. Eyes piercing through the pane with a solid, unconscious concentration and sharpness. She was in her night-gown and it flowed down her young body with its snow-white silk so the figure seemed like a gentle marble sculpture. Outside was snowing and the surface was literally shinning, but this only made it seem barren to her. And as all was shimmering, amazingly she caught a glimpse of something strange-shaped. It looked like the figure of a small child, but it was so pale Sarah could hardly distinguish anything. Maybe that slice there radiating strongly seemed like a smile, but nothing more. Laughter filled the room and her eyes widened. You'd here the same if you tickle a child!
Sarah sped down and took the flight of stair in the matter of seconds and tipped out bare-footed into the snow-covered yard. The sweet giggle was well audible and her eyes scanned the angelic-white surface. Yes, there it was! The giggle and the radiance! Sarah ran forward a few steps of madness and knelt down in the cold crossing her hands on her chest and warm salty tears raced down her cheeks .She was before this pale transparent angel of only a few feet height and it seemed to her like a dream which had slipped away. Her head got dizzy as her heart rate sped up the high levels and the whole world started shaking to disappear into a complete blackout. The gentle, skinny female figure fell down and merged with the snow.
Four and a half hours later her husband had been back from work and had been searching for half an hour for her to find the white body with bluish lips in the backyard.
-Sarah , hun , come for breakfast, please!
Sarah silently laid in her bed upstairs. Crawled up in a ball, she protected herself from reality closed in a circle, where her baby was still in her.
- Sarah, you've got to eat someday...come down, I beg you! I'll go to work sound if I know you're not starving yourself.
The woman sighed and moved just a little but she felt so out of will and so numb everything seemed out of purpose.
The man downstairs sighed too and started up the stairs. He opened the door almost timidly, as if she would break from the very sound of it opening. A few steps forth and Matthew bent down and kissed Sarah's forehead. Then walked out.
The wife continued to lay still for another two hours, statues don't lay still so perfect.
She sighed. Then laid motionless for two more hours. Her tummy began to protest against emptiness, but other greater pains plagued her- both physical and those of the soul. Sarah gloomily stood up and staggered to the window. Eyes piercing through the pane with a solid, unconscious concentration and sharpness. She was in her night-gown and it flowed down her young body with its snow-white silk so the figure seemed like a gentle marble sculpture. Outside was snowing and the surface was literally shinning, but this only made it seem barren to her. And as all was shimmering, amazingly she caught a glimpse of something strange-shaped. It looked like the figure of a small child, but it was so pale Sarah could hardly distinguish anything. Maybe that slice there radiating strongly seemed like a smile, but nothing more. Laughter filled the room and her eyes widened. You'd here the same if you tickle a child!
Sarah sped down and took the flight of stair in the matter of seconds and tipped out bare-footed into the snow-covered yard. The sweet giggle was well audible and her eyes scanned the angelic-white surface. Yes, there it was! The giggle and the radiance! Sarah ran forward a few steps of madness and knelt down in the cold crossing her hands on her chest and warm salty tears raced down her cheeks .She was before this pale transparent angel of only a few feet height and it seemed to her like a dream which had slipped away. Her head got dizzy as her heart rate sped up the high levels and the whole world started shaking to disappear into a complete blackout. The gentle, skinny female figure fell down and merged with the snow.
Four and a half hours later her husband had been back from work and had been searching for half an hour for her to find the white body with bluish lips in the backyard.
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Love the ending!..
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