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.

Published by Smita Ray

Smita Ray is the mother of two lovely kids and hails from northeastern India. Her perpetual displeasure arising from the hypocrisy in the society underneath the semblance of religion, culture as well as the conditioning for compliance urged her to put down the impressions in her mind. In her spare time, she likes to have some culinary adventures along with her kids trying new recipes or crafting.

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