FLICKERING LIGHT – Friday Fictioneers

Posted on June 6, 2014 by
Copyright Douglas M. MacIlroy


Copyright Douglas M. MacIlroy

She lifted her gaze from the screen to the candles and sighed.  She found him this time.  He showed himself when it mattered.  The candles flickered.  She felt his pain and remorse.

“I am sorry”

The whisper traveled through the years and distance.  It hung in the night air.  Then it was gone. The candles went out.  She was in the dark except for the glow from the computer screen.

She sat silent, motionless, stunned.  Then she put her head and arms on the desk and wept.  Relief and sadness swept through her. She was free at last.

 

About hafong

Hello! My name is (Leung) Hafong alias Lily Leung. You always say the last name first….that is the Chinese way. That is my partner lurking behind me. Since this is my blog, I won’t mention his name. But this is a rather cool picture. You see me and yet you don’t…sort of the way I feel about myself most of my life. So this blog is a self-exploration, an archeology dig of some sort. My tools…..words of a thousand or so at a sitting. I will try for that.
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23 Responses to FLICKERING LIGHT – Friday Fictioneers

  1. ahtdoucette says:
    June 6, 2014 at 10:50 am

    Poignant – and a little creepy. I like it.

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  2. dward29 says:
    June 6, 2014 at 12:14 pm

    Very cool that you have chosen this as your format to start sharing your beautifully written prose. 🙂

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  3. Hillary Rose Reist says:
    June 6, 2014 at 12:41 pm

    That gave me chills! Keep on writing, I want to read more!

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  4. sophiebowns says:
    June 6, 2014 at 2:04 pm

    Ohhh, I really loved this! I have goosebumps!

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  5. Alice Audrey says:
    June 6, 2014 at 6:56 pm

    I’m with ahtdoucette. Poignant and creepy.

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  6. K.Z. says:
    June 7, 2014 at 4:11 am

    i like the subtle way in which he made his presence felt and that she was finally able to find freedom and forgiveness in the end. great story. 🙂

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  7. rochellewisoff says:
    June 7, 2014 at 5:53 am

    Dear Lily,

    An ethereal sweetness about this. It seems she faced the ghost of her past and was ready to move on. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  8. dmmacilroy says:
    June 8, 2014 at 2:44 am

    Dear Lily,

    I enjoyed this story. Stranger things have happened.

    Aloha,

    Doug

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  9. patriciaruthsusan says:
    June 8, 2014 at 4:25 am

    Lily, Lovely story of one who has reconciled with the past . You captured the emotion thoroughly. Well written. 🙂 —Susan

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  10. Nan Claire Falkner says:
    June 9, 2014 at 1:23 am

    Dear Hafong, Great story which I think is so very sad, but well done. Thanks for the read! Nan 🙂

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  11. aliciajamtaas says:
    June 9, 2014 at 9:05 pm

    A sense of discovery and loss and final relief in this story. Well done.

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  12. Ichiro Nakano says:
    June 13, 2014 at 11:26 pm

    When I found this on Facebook I had to wonder who wrote this prose first. Have visited here and read your friends’ comments I understood the situation. Well written. “You found him” at last. I found Hokusai’s woodcut (perhaps) in a frame which you must have brought back home.

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