Friday Fictioneers: The water overruns, and I hold your hand and refuse to drown.

It has been one hell of a week…but, dammit, back to writing anyway. :)

Which means another prompt over at the fantastic Friday Fictioneers!
 

copyright: Janet Webb

copyright: Janet Webb

The water overruns, drowns ankles, laps at bones; but still the metal shines, stubborn and unbent under these last few remnants of sun.

Even the banal can be beautiful, here, because what else is left?

The banal, or the destruction wrought upon us?

(Though I suppose that even that can be beautiful too, because at least it has left you here beside me.)

The water overruns, and I hold your hand and refuse to drown.

And as you scoop me up into your arms and set me gently down into the shopping cart, your laughter drowns out even the splashes.

 
 
Now go check out the other responses (and thank god this week is almost over)! ♥

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