Here is today's offering:
Your heroine is a solitary soul,
with no close friends or family.
Christmas is a difficult time for her.
For many years now, she’s spent the holiday alone. She owns a family heirloom, a large snow
globe. It’s so big she needs both hands
to lift it. There’s a whole village inside
that globe. When the sun goes down on
Christmas eve, something magical happens.
Then, and only then, she can enter the world of the snow globe, where
she can stay for twenty-four hours. This
year …
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This year, Estela is not going to do it. Every year she succumbed to the allure of the snow globe, wasting a day of her pathetic life in an even more pathetic place: a village trapped in a snow globe.
ReplyDeleteShe tried altering their routine, or even getting an acknowledgement of her presence, but each year she arrived in their midst as if invisible. The grocer continued to pack groceries. The train moved on its track, the passengers immobile, and the man of Estela's dreams walked by her each and every time.
But not this year. She had plans. This is the year she would break the globe.
At the magical hour, Estela took the globe into the back yard. Hard, frozen snow piled away from the house limited how far Estela was willing to walk out, but she carried the globe as far as she dared. She only had her indoor slippers on, and she wasn't risking a fall to do this.
The stone bird bath her father got her last holiday season, stood alone in the center of the yard. A shallow pool of frozen water glistened in the evening's soft, rose light. She thought that would be a fitting place to destroy the globe. She just hoped it didn't nick the birdbath.
Raising the globe above her head, she said a silent apology to ancestors that obviously got more out of the snow globe than she did. Why would they keep it so long? What did they get out of visiting that horrid place in the globe where everyone did exactly what they always over and over? Maybe there was something she was missing, but she knew one thing, no longer would she pine away at the wonderful world she *thought* was in the globe. Just like in real life, reality was a disappointment.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, a cold breeze shivered up Estela's spine. She squeezed her lips into a thin line, and dropped the snow globe.
It bounced off the edge of the stone birdbath, and shattered on the ice below it. Bits of glass bit at Estela's legs. The thin fabric of her PJs afforded little protection, or warmth. She wrapped her robe tight around her, nodded at the mess she made in a satisfactory manner, and turned to enter the house.
"Where are we?" A man's voice behind her
Ug, I get started and then can't end it. I think I can whip these things out in ten minutes, but your prompts demand more attention! Fun trying, though. (I'm sure this and the other one is riddle with typos and errors - oh, well!)
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