a face

September 7, 2011
By Brin11 BRONZE, Gilmer, Texas
Brin11 BRONZE, Gilmer, Texas
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He glimpsed her face, pale against the growing darkness, staring into him with such a forlorn and depressing look that he had to reach for her to comfort. But his hands met nothing, falling through the thin air in front of him. He searched widely, and found nothing once again. Nothing but darkness, emptiness.
And then he felt a cold touch pulling him away. It was too dark to see the small fingers that gently tugged his soul.

The author's comments:
Tell me what you think of this. I wrote it as a part of a story- but I don't know what story that is yet. Any ideas?

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yuka11 SILVER said...
on Sep. 15 2011 at 8:20 pm
yuka11 SILVER, Gilmer, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"For my soul delighteth in the song of the heart; yea the song of the righteous is a prayer unto me, and it shall be answered with a blessing upon their heads." -Doctrine and Covenants 25:12

hmmm....  i thought of supernatural ghost type stuff. (Great imagery by the way :) ) i can almost feel that hand tugging my own soul away into the story. do you want it to be a horror story, or maybe a mystery?

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