I’ve been away for a while but have joined the Friday Fictioneers again this week. Madison is very busy and might not be posting a story – although, she might surprise us – but the link to her page where all of the other links to our stories are to be found is:
Or, you can click on the number beside the little blue creature underneath my story.
She sat watching bubbles break in the rock pool beneath. Concentric circles spread wider and wider while a pair of ear-like shells lay empty. Like her life.
Where had her bubbles gone? Where were her concentric circles of friends? Why was her life an empty shell? Why was she sitting here alone?
It was true that she didn’t like noise and preferred secluded places. However, that did not mean that she was unwilling to share her favourite spots. Where, in this busy, noisy world, could she find someone with similar tastes?
“It’s beautiful here, isn’t it?” spoke a quiet voice above her head.