The Wall

Her thoughts twisted about in darkness, just under the surface. Never quite making it to words, they materialized into a massive stone wall she could not climb over, dig under, travel around or escape.

There it was. The end. Whether he wanted it or not, and she hated that it always ended this way.  Impossible. After all hell broke loose and the goodbyes were said, she would quietly blame herself.

Then one day as dusk approached, she did something different. She welcomed the shadows as a familiar acquaintance, after all she knew them well.

She sat among them, eyes open.

She stared into the depth of the blue-burgundy, and all at once there was light, and she began to pluck words she never knew existed right from that wall in front of her, stone by stone until it stood no more.

© cs, 2018

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