The man sighed, watching the fantastical scene before him. His body melted into the cushioned chair. For the first time in weeks, he allowed himself to relax.
The women on the stage spun and twirled in their matching dresses; long sleeves drifting around them, like jellyfish floating, petals falling, life in motion.
His mind cleared as he took in the beauty of the moment, feeling at ease with the world.
Those long pink sleeves hypnotized him and he slipped into a temporary haven.
For once, he felt content.
When the music stopped and the stage cleared, he clapped the loudest.
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Whispers and Echoes Issue 2
RandomWhispers and Echoes is an online journal of short writing and poetry. This issue features the work of three talented writers. Issue 2 - Autumn 2017
