Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin post a one word inspiration and asks you to write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.
This week’s word: TRUST
Irene stared at the miniature ripples pulsating in the
shallow bowl in front of her, thinking, living near an airport has its
advantages; the roar of a 757 engine
overhead, drowned out her thoughts of failure at regular intervals; her effort
to affect a ripple in the water, a quieter medium, hadn’t been successful.
“You need to trust in
your Ability,” her mother said, rested an encouraging hand on her shoulder
while the other drifted into the water bowl, bringing to life a water orb
shimmering with a rainbow of colors redirecting the orange glow of the evening
sun.
She’s almost eighteen and it hasn’t kicked in yet, although
she knew it was rare, it’s getting late for her to achieve the Ability to
manipulate the elements; her seven year old sister mastered water play years
ago and rubs it in her face every chance she got.
Irene felt the impulse from her mother to try again, so she
blocked out the sounds of incredulity that crept into her head each time she
tried to bring forth power, and focused on the water, it’s clear, supple
design, the matrices of elements, even down pass their nucleus to the life
force of everything.
It’s there that Irene beseeches power, suddenly the water
bubbled, stirring ripples which brought to life tendrils of water that rose
from the bowl, twisting like fragile, glassy snakes reaching out in all directions;
she didn’t want to lose her hard earned concentration and success to rejoice
with her mother when she yelps with joy, so Irene asked the tendrils to surround
her mother in a rainbow.
Copyright © 2014 Glynis Rankin
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