I stopped at a messy eatery to rest.
I’ve gone a long way searching. I cannot stop now.
I am exploring this place for a year now. Everything has changed since my last visit and every unfamiliar part of it seems to yell at me that I don’t belong.
Yet, I can still remember our conversation underneath a lantern almost identical to the one hanging above my head. My words are still ringing in my ears as if I said it yesterday. I can recall every detail when I gave my heart pinned with a promise, hundred years ago, in this planet.
I’ll find you in another lifetime after this.
I came back to keep my promise. I have to.
This 119-word flash fiction is written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers.
© Ruth Nuylan, Flash Fiction
Ahh, sweet! Coming back to this life to find his true love. Wonderful story!
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Thank you! I appreciate it. 🙂
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My pleasure!
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a promise is a promise. 🙂
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Yes. Which is sadly not given weight to by most people.
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