Brumal tales woven through the fringe of her eyelashes, her eyes were curled in soft crinkles. Her gaze drifted outside the thatched cottage.
” How do you know the drover?” he asked sternly.
Suddenly her luscious eyes grew paler. Her glassy face mirrored the flames of burning embers ahead of her.
” I saw him.” at long last she said sheepishly. Her glance drifted back towards the trail.
“When? When did you see him?”
“Did you talk to him?”
” I listened to the canorous song of his lush, luminous eyes. They last forever.” Her voice cracked as she quietly gazed afar…
In response to ‘EUGI’S WEEKLY PROMPT – “EVERLASTING” NOVEMBER 6, 2020‘ hosted by Eugenia.