Author: Laura H fried_flamingo
Disclaimer: The Mouse Owns All
A/N: 100 words for the blackpearlsails prompt 'Glimpse'.
“Look. What do you see?” His words mingle with the voice of the surf.
She shrugs. “Water.”
“Just that?” He holds the bottle higher. Crystal liquid captures the sun, bleaches it, casts it across his eyes; a mask, silver upon gold. “Does it move?”
“Only by your hand.”
“What power does it possess?”
“Do you fear it?”
She laughs. “No.”
He rises, walks to the water’s edge, uncorks the bottle, lets the contents rejoin the ocean. In the distance, waves shape rock.
“Now do you see?”
She sees. Around her ankles, the sea curls her icy fingers and pulls.