#Writephoto – Copper

The surrounding trees, robed in the magnificent colours of autumn, reflected within the dark depths of the girl’s eyes as she gazed up at him. She was young, only thirteen years old and her face still had the cherubic look of childhood despite the reddening of her eyes and the unnatural whiteness of her skin.

The unexpected and fast moving flash flood had swept away the light wooden bridge she was crossing. In a tumult of debris she had plunged into the water and her legs had become trapped by fallen poles.

He had come across her hours later and considered it a miracle that she had survived the fall. Without the necessary tools he was unable to pull her free and he watched in horrified desperation as the water crept higher.

She knew she was going to die and had come to terms with it, whispering her goodbyes to her mother and brother in a rasping voice as the water lapped at her chin. She lifted her hand, the skin shriveled and puckered from being submerged in water for so many hours, and waved gently at him. Her strength was fading

The acceptance and lack of expectation of survival in her brown orbs broke his heart. There was nothing he could do to help her.

The water covered her mouth and then her nose. He knew she was dead when the bubbles stopped.

A bright copper leaf fell from a tree and swirled around her crown, before bobbing away like a small boat, free to go where it wanted.

Written for Sue Vincent’s weekly write photograph challenge. You can join in here: https://scvincent.com/2019/10/03/thursday-photo-prompt-copper-writephoto/

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54 thoughts on “#Writephoto – Copper

      1. I’ve been getting a lot of spam lately, Robbie. I had over 400 today (3 days worth) so didn’t check them all as I usually do. I hope there weren’t any genuine comments in there. There are not often but I’d hate to delete them. However 400 is too many to check in one go. Thank you for pulling my comment out. I’m pleased you got to read it. 🙂

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      2. It’s been frustrating lately. WordPress puts it in the spam comment folder. I think they used to get rid of it and I didn’t have to make the decision. Now it’s 100 or more each day to check. Grrr!

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  1. This reminds me of what I have heard about flash floods/ monsoons where the unaware can be caught and swept away. Like the land fall of great winds in hurricanes and tornadoes.

    I remember being so cold once that I thought I might freeze. But I wasn’t trapped under rising water…

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