Written for Friday Fictioneers. Friday Fictioneers is a Flash fiction community curated by the wonderful Rochelle Wisoff. You can read and add yours by clicking the link provided at the end of this post. In response to the photo prompt by Fatima Fakier Deria here’s…


He was an only child. The astrologer warned the parents to keep him away from water.

“It’ll be his death.”

He grew up a terrestrial animal with an irrational fear of water. Yet he dreamed of a vast blue.

He found a pearly conch in a forgotten corner. That night he listened to its melancholic song, echo of a lost sea. Suddenly he felt an ache for the distant beaches. So he ran away.

For a long time he wandered alone and not alone before arriving on the shores of his dream-sea. And he walked into the waves embrace finally.





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