No-one saw her on the bridge, or witnessed the printed feathers on her dress appear to fly, as she moved through the air. No-one noticed the abandoned letters. Notes to her lover in jail.
They’d stood trial for her husband’s murder. Lives balanced in unforgiving hands. Bitter mouths labelled her to blame, but someone saw truth in those childlike eyes. Her lover wasn’t so lucky.
Later, he too would be pardoned. He’d send word of the miracle, but it wouldn’t reach her.
Sometimes our own hands are the most unforgiving.
Lifeless in the river, the feathers on her dress lay still.
Love the imagery of feathers on her dress at the beginning and end. Well done!
Thank you, Susan. I’m glad you liked it.
Wow! What a powerful story. Well written, gripping and poignant.
Thanks so much, June.
great story, well written!
Nice use of imagery in your story.
I liked the feathery image to start and end this sad story
The feathers are such a subtle and effective image. They create movement and tell us the woman’s actions without focusing completely on her. You you leave me haunted by the feathers stillness.
This is one of the rare ones I reread. Thought provoking.
Read it, woke up and read it again and i was thoroughly impressed.
Beautiful and haunting story.
Impressive story, not only because of the imagery as others have mentioned, but because it reads like a true 101 words short story. Cleverly crafted.
Lovely. Well written.