Furiously Short Fiction

body of water during dawn


Shoulder to shoulder sipping vintage Dom Perignon, looking out to sea experiencing the ship slice through the water. An occasional slight breeze catches, caresses and soothes their faces as they slip towards their destination cocooned in a bygone era of “haute couture” and leisure paced travel. Dazzling attire, complemented by necks dripping jewels. Brilliant cut diamonds, …

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