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Blind Desire

This is a random piece I wrote based on this prompt- http://www.pinterest.com/pin/385268943097186761/.

It was only going to be a scene description and it turned into something more πŸ˜€ My writing exercises tend to have a habit of doing that! Anyway, this is an unedited piece of writing done for fun! Hope you enjoy.

Blind Desire.

A dirt trodden aisle ran between the centre of the stalls, the owners peddling their wares of bright woollen sweaters. Other smaller goods cascaded down on ropes from the cloth roofs covering the stalls, swaying in the breeze that the grey clouds above brought with them.

But there was only one thing Cassie was searching for in the mess of tables and crowds, her gaze flicking from side to side in the hope of catching a glimpse of what she’d come to collect. It was close.

She could feel it.

Her heart hammered in her chest as she took a step forwards and she froze. Whipping around to her left, she elbowed a browser out of the way, the woman sneering but eventually shuffled away muttering curses under her breath.

How long had she been searching for it, Cassie couldn’t remember. And now it was right before her it felt like a dream, her body shivered and she clenched her hands into fists to stop the shaking. A light drizzle of rain laced across her skin and dampened her hair, but she didn’t feel it; staring at the object before her had already made her numb.

β€œYou interested?” the stall owner asked, obviously sensing a potential sale, and he shifted his bulk closer, his moustache twitching above his thin lips.

Cassie didn’t glance up. β€œVery.”

β€œWell, I’m sure we can work out a reasonable price…” He spread his hands out before him.

Now she flicked her eyes up to meet his, a long smile breaking her stern expression. β€œNo, you don’t understand,” she said, the smile making the man fidget, β€œI’m not interested in purchasing it.”

The man stuttered to respond, but his lips snapped shut before he got the chance. Cassie waved her hand in an arc before his face and his eyes, once a dull hazel, turned white. Whilst the stall owner rubbed blindly at his eyes, Cassie slid the item off the corner of the wooden table, it dropping silently into her jacket pocket. She patted at the weight of it now concealed in her coat and turned to walk away, the man’s panic now bursting forth in a wail of fear.

As the crowd rushed towards the table, Cassie weaved between them and out into the open, disappearing into the fingers of fog that began to grip at the market.

Bit random I know, but still, every bit of writing is practice, right? πŸ˜€

How’s everyone doing on their writing? How are those in NaNo progressing?

Have a great weekend everyone! πŸ™‚

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20 thoughts on “Blind Desire

  1. The rude, arrogant, nasty, thieving little witch she is, I wish she’d been thwarted at the end. Still, it was a well written piece with an unexpected end even if she did get away with it.
    xxx Huge Hugs xxx

  2. Love this visual “fingers of fog.” Great piece, would look great, I’m sure, if expanded upon. I need to get back to writing, part of me wishes I was doing NaNo this year. πŸ™‚

  3. I love the title πŸ™‚ The descriptions are really strong and Cassie seems a formidable woman! Great little exercise. I haven’t written a short piece for so long I’m having withdrawal symptoms! Maybe in a few weeks πŸ˜€

  4. Wow, I love this – Cassie does not sound like somebody you want to mess with! By the way, do you know what scene that photo is from? It’s in the film Stardust – originally a book by Neil Gaiman. Both are highly recommended. The film has incredible special effects and the book is by Gaiman, so of course it’s amazing. πŸ˜‰

    • I have no idea where it came from, just the scene and the fact you couldn’t use certain words to describe it sent my imagination into a flurry πŸ˜€

      I love Stardust! Such a rich story, but then that’s Neil Gaiman for you!

      Thank you so much for your kind comment πŸ™‚

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