Rimelings

50 word story:

It was the first morn of winter in the pearl glades when we first saw them.

Little sprites, dancing across the outdoor furnishings. Each pirouette spinning rime in curlicues around them. Each footfall leaving shimmering verglas behind, as smooth and glassy as the creatures.

“Rimelings” my brother whispers in awe.

6 thoughts on “Rimelings

  1. Hello there Jordan, glad you stumbled upon my crazy little blog. What and envy to be a creative writing student. Great writing I have read so far. So If you don´t mind I´ll be dropping by to learn a bit more(for me this is what I call my free online university) and do what I have coined “my cool stalker moves”.

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