Warm and pleasant, the rays of the sun touched her skin. Closing her eyes, she soaked in the warmth.

It was almost prophetic, this moment. The silky texture of the gown fell around her ankles as she walked up the promenade. Flowers seemed to bloom and bow, out of deference to her strong, silent gait.

Her hands came out of her pockets. The police drew their guns in readiness. Crossing her empty arms, she stood before them and fixed them with a stare that would make them quake.

The crowd raised a cheer at the strength of her peaceful protest.


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25 thoughts on “Peaceful – #FlashFiction #AtoZChallenge

  1. Excellent picturization! Even the image selection was spot on. Reminded me of an article I read recently about a girl who protested & stood up against racism in her community with a cool smile on her face:)

    Celebrating ‘Women & their work’ all April @NamySaysSo Oprah Winfrey

  2. When the guns came out, I thought she was a killer on her way to surrender ๐Ÿ™‚ there sure are twists in your tales ๐Ÿ™‚

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