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The Breeze
The young woman faced into the wind. Her brown
hair moved like a living thing in the breeze. It trailed out behind her, and
molded itself along the sides of her head, as the breeze shaped her hair into a
freehand style that she had never conceived in front of a mirror.
She closed her eyes as the breeze floated around
her face. She smiled lightly, enjoying the feel of the wind. It moved along her
face like a lover’s caress, and felt wonderful to her tired body.
The woman raised her arms, seemingly to welcome
the breeze. The wind appeared to increase in strength the higher she lifted her
arms.
Her light summer dress was pressed against her
body by the breeze, and outlined her. It left little to the imagination.
The light, coming from the horizon, grew brighter
against her skin even as the breeze grew stronger. Its red light warmed her
skin. The light grew stronger, until it became painful, and the breeze grew so
strong that she could barely stand.
Finally, the light intensified with an unheard-of
abruptness. The young woman’s hair caught fire, and her skin blackened. It
happened so quickly that she didn’t realize it was happening. Both skin and
hair turned to ash, and blew away in the powerful breeze. Finally, her bones
burned and turned to ash, and the young woman had been blown away in the strong
breeze that had been pushed away from the mushroom cloud on the horizon.
©2015 T. M. Bilderback
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T. M. Bilderback (But you can call me Michael)
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