Dawn

As the morning sun filtered through the swaying curtains and warmed her tear-stained face resting on the windowsill, she opened her eyes a slit and peered around the room.

Finding no one there, she despaired and gazed out the window. The hazy autumnal sky varnished with gold; early birds’ incessant chatter announcing the arrival of a new day. Everything looked normal except the empty vessel stirring inside her.

He’d stormed out of the house after last night’s squabble.

“In anger, I did not even tell him.”

Her eyes moistened while she bit her lower lip and gently rubbed her belly.

 

100 Words

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Written for Friday Fictioneers

 

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41 thoughts on “Dawn

  1. Excellent writing, Piyali. You’ve written some beautiful description, and you’ve told the story indirectly, with nice use of ‘show don’t tell’. And it’s a poignant plot, too, with a story arc that extends from before the first word to after the last word.

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    1. Thank you so much, Penny. You made my day! I was trying the ‘show don’t tell’ style here and I am glad that I could achieve that. Your comment is really encouraging. Thanks again.

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    1. Well, she might have confessed her feelings (or maybe the story would have taken a completely different turn from here) but the 100 words limit didn’t allow me to write any further. Thanks for the read 🙂

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  2. He will return and she can tell him, I am sure. Leaving in cold calm is often a lot more final than walking out in anger which is often just part of the adjustment process when a couple get together.

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