I haven't written a drabble in so long. I'd forgotten the challenge of having to choose your words so carefully. Pacing is another issue entirely. Excuse the bitty nature of some of the sentences. It's a problem. :)
A drabble (for those of you who don't know) is usually an extremely short work of fiction of exactly one hundred words in length. Phew!
#3 - Peace of Mind
The pale morning was crowned over her head by the waving palms. Between her fingers, resting against the warmth of her thigh, she held a Suffering Bastard; the sprig of mint floated peacefully on the surface. The rum burned as it settled her stomach.
She looked out to the ocean, paid intense attention to the husks of crab claws on the glassy sands. With her bronze legs stretched out, she imagined what it would be like to be anywhere else. Probably monstrous. The best part about here was that she had him.
The ring on her finger glittered.
Finally.
Words: 100.
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