Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Microstories: Mythos

Calypso stood vigil, silently waiting for the frigate to appear, returning her heart's desire. No entreaties moved her. The moon rose and set upon her still form, and the heat of the sun would not dry her tears.

She stands there still.  


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4 comments:

  1. Ann BennettJanuary 27, 2016 at 10:52 AM

    Had to look up Calypso. I always think of the John Denver tune. Good use of 42 words. The graphic was a great accompaniment.

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  2. TL RobertsJanuary 27, 2016 at 1:57 PM

    Heartbreaking. Masterful micro story.

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  3. Joe OrmerodJanuary 27, 2016 at 8:13 PM

    Loved the Mythology reference...how sad.

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  4. LIVJanuary 28, 2016 at 7:46 AM

    This is beautiful.

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