Outsiders

[asakiyume]

“Put the blinds down,” Mom called from the other room. “It’s getting dark. We don’t want what’s outside looking in.” It was only 4:30, but it was so dark on the other side of the window that the window was almost a mirror--I could see the living room rug floating out there, and behind it the kitchen lights and cupboards. But in between those reflections I could see the bare branches of the trees, and between those, already one outsider face peering back at me. Just the eyes, and the hint of a body. I let the blinds down with a thump.



The whole story (...but we're only talking 800-some words) is up at Everyday Weirdness (now in the archives, but I've edited the link).

Comments

[seajules]

Fantastic photo! And I adore the last line of the story, especially. I used to do that as a child, run in the dark with my arms outstretched, to see what would catch hold (now I reach my hands into the tide ;-).

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

We had fun taking that photo--as I said to core_opsis up above, it took several tries.

And oh, I well believe you ran like that as a kid--and now, thinking of you with your hands open to the sea, I can almost feel the water running through my own fingers.... mmmmm....