Sea Birth

The little tin box was no bigger than her hand, its contents even smaller. She clasped it to heart as if she could once again feel it beginning life within her womb.

As she looked out over the rail, she saw the beauty of the mountains in the distance and knew it was time. Reaching her hand out, she let the box drop, and with it her heart and soul.

wc: 70

In loving memory of Sarah Elizabeth, October 15-October 15, 2021

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Ted Strutz

Ps. My current word count for Nano (National Novel Writing Month) is: 48, 605.

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I am a middle aged wife who enjoys doing something different everyday.

29 thoughts on “Sea Birth”

  1. Heartbreaking and beautiful. Here’s to the resting place of so many angels-in-the-making, who perhaps did not draw a breath but nonetheless wrote themselves into the hearts and souls of those who loved them already.

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