By E.B. Sommer
It is an exercise in bravery to hitch her skirts and dip her toe into the dark waters, her feet bare and vulnerable to the jagged stones that line the pool’s floor. It is always the blackest part of night when she finds her way to this place, and tonight is no different. The stories glitter in the absence of moonlight, lit by their strange magic.
A sacrifice is needed, and she has little left to offer. One day, she will have nothing at all. She pulls a dull pair of scissors from a pocket in her skirts—what to cut?
That last sentence is disturbing and fits so well with the somber, dark atmosphere of this story.
Story tellers’ dilemma:what to cut? Well done.
My pick is this one! Perfect, visually beautiful, mysterious . . . and best of all, what all writers want, it leaves the reader wanting to know and read more. Extremely well done!