This is the second challenge for the Platform Building Campaign, and it was a little trickier than I thought it would be. You can jump over here to see the requirements. I completed the extra challenge, except it is a short story with a twist instead of a poem, combining challenges 2, 3 & 4.
I would love to have critiques and I have thick skin, so let me know what you think.
We arrived in an enormous burst of water. We were under the remains of concrete bridge; through his dripping wet hair I saw the hint of recognition in his eyes, but by the time I checked the cut on my leg, he was gone. It was only be moments before he morphed back into a child, running after a ball. I looked at the children to my left, searching through trash for the hint of gold, realizing I felt a little like them. It wouldn't be long before there would be a flash of light and I’d be gone again, the search starting all over.
The clouds started to roll in, lightning crashing from the north and south in perfect synchrony. When they hit, I’d be gone, racing through time until once again I’d appear just where he was, but how old, I’d never know. And until I landed right at the moment when we were to first meet, I was nothing but a stranger to him.
The lightning was closer now, it would be merely seconds. I blew a kiss to the boy in the red jacket and was sucked in, once again unable to stay with my husband.
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