Sunday, 2 August 2009


The clothes suddenly flared up, petticoats acting as parachutes buoyed up by the wind. The shoes hit the rocks below as the eddies carried blue cloth and lace towards the waiting arms of the sea. The wind filled them and made it look as if a large puffed up sort of a person was still within them. They swayed back and forth hit by a sudden ray of light spun like sugar from the stormy clouds above. The waves reached up and grabbed them and they sat for a moment on the surface before being sucked beneath.

The seagulls had squawked and flown around them as they had drifted down. As the clothes vanished the flock separated and flew off in all directions. A tiny black storm petrel flew off with a large herring gull along side. They headed straight out to sea.

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