Try not to dwell upon the woman behind the curtain.
We’ll get to her, in good time.
We saw the sea in glimpses, mercurial silver flashings between the barren hilltops, a promise of temporary reprieve from the indomitable summer. The promise of a fresh sea breeze cool against my skin, the promise of fraudulent courtship, indecent and committed without Father’s consent.
Please gentlemen, a moment – she’ll still be there when I’m finished.
He was beautiful, an Adonis – pulled me from the tumbling boil of the breakers, although I could’ve stood if I had to. He swept his hair from his eyes, those beautiful amber eyes.
I promised I would be his, and he laughed, and assured me that many others had made the same promise, that many others stayed for only a while, to catch the curative airs of the ocean before they left him, with the taste of a kiss against gorgeous lips. With the taste of salt water hiding his tears – oh, how I loved him, the moment I felt his arms around me.
I promised to meet him the next afternoon, to see him there in his cathedral by the shore. He didn’t tell me about her – yes, her there behind the curtain.
I stormed off, a tempest of tears and broken promises only imagined, never made.
I was furious, as you’d expect, and when I saw her here I couldn’t quite control myself.
Murder, yes, murder most foul.
There was a king tide that night, as the waves pummelled against the rockwall, striving in their ceaseless battle to reclaim the shore. Each night the battle lines recast, each night new trenches thrown up on the beachhead, manned with the detritus of the oceans.
It wasn’t until I found him, washed up amongst the sea-scum and piles of driftwood beneath the cliffs that I realised the truth.
A monster, he was, a beast.
A man under water, a beast above it.
Just a quick little story written for Trifecta’s prompt Dwell: a : to keep the attention directed —used with on or upon<tried not to dwell on my fears> OR b : to speak or write insistently —used with on or upon<reporters dwelling on the recent scandal> as well as for one of this week’s BeKindReWrite prompts: The Woman Behind the Curtain.
Comments and criticisms most welcome!