She has been dislocated in time.

Her bones are made of stone and anchor her in place. Without them, she would have escaped long ago. She is the eye of the storm and everyone else is frantically busy with their own lives, all around her, but she cannot leave.

She’s been washed up on the sea of humanity and lies abandoned on the tideline, like driftwood.


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Anne Schilde
    Dec 27, 2012 @ 05:56:33

    If someone would just promise me that I could still dream without that anchor…


  2. wstadler
    Dec 28, 2012 @ 15:57:49

    Very nice! It seems like the opening of a romance novel or a drama 🙂


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