"Yet Another Caress of the Wind"
by Tony Noland
The wind blew her hair forward into her face again. She let it come, the strands massing and waving over her, obscuring her vision, tickling her nose, catching on the flakes of skin on her chapped lips.
In a moment, it would reverse and she would be able to see again. See the old pickup truck back away from the wreckage, see the broken glass fly upwards and weld itself into a smooth, unbroken sheet. The man’s face would retreat backward, his blood rushing back into his scalp as he flowed back into his seat.
In the other car, the newer one, the smoke would hiss back into the window, and the airbag would contract, revealing the shocked face of the girl looking back down at her cell phone.
The accident would undo itself and the sun would shine on, until time reversed itself again, and she would be forced to watch again, until the wind covered her face again.
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Great rhythm and cyclical form to this.
ReplyDeleteAdam B @revhappiness
Expertly told. I could see everything happen exactly as you told, it. The imagery cast such a CLEAR compelling moving picture. Well done, Tony.
ReplyDeleteSketch of a strange time twisted tale. Nice work Tony!
ReplyDeleteCool Tony!
ReplyDeleteThanks, guys! This was my first time out for the 5 Minute Fiction activity, so I'm thoroughly please with this.
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