The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
by Stacey Turner
Clara watched as the ship capsized, the men aboard tumbling into the blue. She held back, watching them flounder and splash ineffectually. Silly, the water was much easier to navigate if you relaxed, cradled in its embrace. This wasn’t the first time she’d seen such behavior from land walkers. She circled underneath, eyeing their struggles with amusement, watching as they tired, slowly giving up. All but one. He seemed stronger than the others, younger, shapelier. He tread the water gracefully, trying to hold another’s head above the surface. Failing, of course, as each swell sent water lapping over the man’s face.
Clara swam up next to him, breaking the surface about four feet away. The man startled, relaxing his grip on his companion. She dove and brought the other man back up, cradling his head on her shoulder.
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