Annabelle Goes To Church

(C) Priceless Joy. Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFFAW), May 27, 2015. This photo brings you to the challenge page. Hosted by Priceless Joy
(C) Priceless Joy. Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFFAW), May 27, 2015. This photo brings you to the challenge page. Hosted by Priceless Joy

It was the church that she always dreamed of getting married in.

The girl glided silently down the aisle, her face the portrait of quiescent bliss. She was downed in a white gown complete with a veil and the light rays which shone through the cathedral’s mosaic windows collected around her figure as a shimmering aura.

But the aura made her pulsate with brightness, almost spookily. And when you looked closely, when the aura was its brightest, she seemed almost translucent. And when you look even closer, you could see that her feet never touch the floor. But you could see the trail of water that drops in her wake. Listen to it. It goes drip… drip… drip…

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Annabelle Goes To Church

9 thoughts on “Annabelle Goes To Church

  1. Creepy! I wonder how often she plays this scene out? Kinda sad that she (presumably) drowned before getting her dream wedding. Or alternatively she’s some kind of water spirit.
    Nice story, got me to thinking!

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