Post 1548. Wednesday June 14
The moon beckons me through a gap in the curtains. I leave my bed, descend the stairs and stroll past the pool where late night revellers drunkenly sit, clutching empty glasses.
On the deserted beach pebbles crackle beneath my feet. I dip my toes in the water and gaze towards the shimmering horizon.
Someone takes my hand and leads me to a crooked rock. Back to back, we sit. Minutes go by. An hour. No words pass our lips, no need. When I glance over my shoulder she is gone.
I wander back to my hotel room, tightly close the curtains and slumber 'til dawn. Contented, satisfied.
For Friday Fictioneers which is hosted by Rochelle. This week's photo is provided by Dale Rogerson.
True friends don't need to speak with words. Companionable silence is conversation enough at times. Nicely done.
I entirely agree. Thaks RochelleDelete
Intriguing... could almost be a dream.ReplyDelete
Indeed. Thanks ClaireDelete
This is incredibly peaceful. Well done.ReplyDelete
Very kind of you AliciaDelete
Well done image of peace and companionship.ReplyDelete
An amazing play of words Keith. Loved it!ReplyDelete
Thanks so much ShivamDelete
That was a very enjoyable and evocative read Keith.ReplyDelete
Glad you liked it KalpanaaDelete
Hi Keith - glad you were able to walk past the revellers ... and not let them interfere with your story ... sounds an ideal scenario ... companionable peace ... cheers HilaryReplyDelete
I'm usually one of them! Cheers HilaryDelete
So you finally met up with the woman in the window.ReplyDelete
Oh yes! Thanks DeniseDelete
I felt every moment of that scene.ReplyDelete
I'm plerased. Thank you lizDelete
A very subtle romance.ReplyDelete
The best kind! Thanks James.Delete
Thank you very much.Delete
Love the sense of this.. I hardly know if it's for realReplyDelete
Nor me! Cheers brudbergDelete
Like a dream . I like the poetic delicacy running through the story .ReplyDelete
Thanks so much moon.Delete
Peaceful and surreal.ReplyDelete
Delighted it came across SallyDelete
An interesting, dreamy, story. Almost mystical with the mysterious and silent partner.ReplyDelete
Here's mine if you're interested - https://michaelsfishbowl.com/2017/06/16/i-sit/
Much appreciated Micheal. I'm on my way to yours!Delete
Well. And you're just going to leave us hanging there?ReplyDelete
I am - sorry!Delete
It read with a dream-like, ethereal feel. I loved it!ReplyDelete
Thanks so much AmieDelete
oooooo! Love this. Definitely atmospheric and intriguing!ReplyDelete
she must have left because she became impatient waiting for him to make a pass at her. :)ReplyDelete
You could be right plaridel!Delete
Lovely story Keith, so calm and sweet - a perfect isolation. Lovely stuffReplyDelete
Thanks for your kind words LynnDelete
What a lovely story of peace and serenity. Although, the 'For now' at the end hints at something ominous to follow.ReplyDelete
Who knows? Thanks Clare.Delete
I could have read more on this one. Your descriptions took me at the beach where I felt a quietness.ReplyDelete
Beautiful writing ...
Thanks so much for visiting IsadoraDelete
I agree, it does have a dream like quality.ReplyDelete
This sounds straight out of a fairy tale. meeting a friend/soulmate at night on a a a BEACH. Intriguing .ReplyDelete
So peaceful, and an almost spiritual friendship here.ReplyDelete
A case where two people are perfectly at home with each other. Sometimes it's all that's needed. Good writing, Keith. :) --- SuzanneReplyDelete