Elsie swirled the teacup around in her crumpled, conical hands; working the tea-leaves into a symbol. She had provided readings for many people over many years; it had given them an insight into their future.
‘What can you see, Elsie?’ The young woman asked.
‘My dear, I saw my own face merged with a skull. The skull is a symbol of demise. I am going to die very soon.’
The woman trembled at Elsie’s words. As she became pinned to her chair with fear, she witnessed Elsie’s face contort; her eyes bulge and her head slither slowly to the table.
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Whoa! What a prediction!
Thanks Eric 🙂
Like the description of her hands
Thanks. I wanted to try to capture her essence through her hands 🙂
It’s a nice way to do it, I think. Focus on one part of the body and get character through that. Saul Bellow’s good at it if you want a recommendation.
Wow, I was totally unaware I did the whole ‘focus on one part of the body’ thing. Isn’t it funny that when analyse any writing you come up with things you didn’t realised you did. Thanks for the analysis, I will use this again 🙂
Wow, I didn’t realise I did that! I will try using it again. Thanks for the analysis 🙂
creepy… I like it.
Thanks 🙂