STORY STARTER
Submitted by Sariah Barlow
Crystals floated around her and her skin sparkled in the light. I could see diamond tears covering her cheeks; she knew as well as I did that we wouldn’t survive this. The refractions hadn’t been in our favour this time.
Invasion Of Sparkles
Crystals floated around her and her skin sparkled in the light. I could see diamond tears covering her cheeks; she knew as well as I did that we wouldn’t survive this. The refractions hadn’t been in our favour this time, nor the stars up in the sky that shine bright. There’s no hope in surviving a world that has been broken by chemicals in the atmosphere, turning everything to stone what it touches upon.
I touch her cheeks to wipe away her tears, as if I am telling her, _this isn’t the end. _“Just close your eyes,” I say and this time she doesn’t question, she does it because there are only mere moments left. “What do you see?”
“There’s you,” Ella says, “and me dancing in the rain. It’s dark outside, and there’s a full moon.”
“What do you feel?” I ask.
“Happy,” she replies and there is a smile creeping upon her face before she opens her eyes once again. They are filled with diamonds, daggers that will suddenly fall against her will and it will hurt. “I won’t be feeling that again.”
“You will.”
“How’d you know?” I don’t, I’m just pretending so that you can feel rested before the world consumes us in the darkness and the rumble.
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“I’m looking into a crystal and it shows a better future. We’re married, we have kids, a mansion with the library you have always wanted.” I say the things she wants to hear, hoping that it’s doing the job of calming her down.
She touches my hand that still remains on her cheek, and it’s electric. The diamonds and crystals shine around us like we have defeated it - the invasion of sparkles. But really they soak through our skin, dissolving into our blood system taking us to the underworld. This is our last moment, our last breath. Then I kiss her, as the last taste upon my lips. They taste of cherry and suddenly she stops.
I watch as the diamonds and crystals take her away from me. My greatest enemy. They surround her as they lift her into the sky; I couldn’t help myself but cry. These tears are also made of diamonds, they dig into my sensitive face leaving wounds to remind me of the invasion of sparkles, and how they took everything from me.