By Sarah Leslie
Angry waves smacked against the pier like shattered shards staggering away from a broken champagne glass. Jacob desperately hoped wandering eyes would meet his on his final descent to the end of the pier. Defeat took over months ago when his girlfriend left and his dad followed suit. He tried to dig in his heels. The world kept spinning without him.
“The night sky sure is a beauty.”
An old man emerged from the shadows and clapped Jacob on the back. Jacob looked up to admire the sky, and turned back with an answered prayer to see he was standing alone.
Reads like a prayer, simple and profound.
It was sad and heavy. Then hope set in. Loved it.
With the broken champagne glass spilling out an angry ocean showing us the protagonists shattered hopes and dreams and the voice in the dark telling Jacob to look upwards instead of downwards-hope instead of despair-look at the calm instead of the tumultuous; the words of wisdom coming from an old man (time, god, his father, or Jacob himself in the future), all these elements create a beautiful tale. Thank you for this!
A reminder: We are never alone even though we often think so. Our subconscious is always there, keeping us company. And sometimes maybe there is something there besides our subconscious, eh? Very haunting story.
Was it a memory from another time? An angel set from above? His imagination? All questions that keep your reader wondering. Spellbinding- Good Job Sarah!