Friday, August 10, 2007

Flash Fiction 55

He sat for hours waiting. Would she join him?
The sound of the waves crashing as the
wind brushed his hair across his cheeks.
His gaze never left the water as he
waited with bated breath. Hours passed.
The beach emptied. He waited.
Then he saw a split fin in the water.
She was here!


G-Man said...

Once again you have outdone yourself!!!
Great 55 Imp!!!
I'm going to tell everyone on my post what a great job you've done!!Thanks.......Galen

Anonymous said...

Nice 55 imp. I love your new header, it looks like the one you had when I first visited you.:)
I knew it was a mermaid.:)