I look forward to Wednesdays and the arrival of Rochelle’s photo prompt for the Friday Fictioneers meme. My 100-word story follows this week’s photo.
The grains of sand warmed Sarah’s bare feet, even as the breeze cooled her body. Once again, she was reminded of the turbulence that is life—wrong, right; dark, light; peace, strife. Would it ever be as smooth as the stones on the shore, those pummeled by the waves? How easy it would be to wander into the sea and never return. Observing an eagle and osprey battling for dinner, she realized the stronger and most determined got the fish. Now the expanse of sea and sky acquired new meaning. She could see Eternity, and knew what she must do.
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