So many photo prompts these days seem to reflect my WIP. This one is for Sonya’s three line tale prompt.
photo by Sam Loyd via Unsplash
The lake is still and peaceful beneath the summer sky speckled with stars, but she is not looking at the sky.
In the shallows, the water mirror, she searches for his face, the fiery-haired face with soft grey eyes, but the mirror is full of stars.
A tear disturbs the image, and stars rock in the ripples until she nets them up, silvery fish, and at last she sees the face, with hair of grey stone, his eyes closed and blind.