Precognition

by Sparks In Shadow

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They stole moments to reflect, disbelieving, unclear on why it came despite resolution that hung in their air like the unspoken path of the anorexic.

The ache from the last shoe lingered and, listening for the next, their enthusiasm for life remained stalled at the mountain blocking their door. Still obstruction gripped their throats with a lighter touch.

Did she feel it because he spoke it? Did weariness drive it into his mind like the practiced deception of the “coffin nail”?

Preferring to sleep until the denouement, they fought anyway, honing ideas, working before God to prove worthiness, gratitude, fear.

This was written from the prompt, “precognition” – from Lisa.

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