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Sparkle - A 100 Word Story

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The player below should have the audio for this week; if it doesn't, you can find the audio here to download. You can also read and hear the rest of the entries at the 100 Word Stories podcast site!

I am now - when I remember to do so - updating these in a podcast feed (dubbed "Radio Free Steven the Nuclear Man" by Laurence). You can subscribe with this link (http://feeds.feedburner.com/Ideatrash) in your podcatcher or phone.

Eyes are the mirror of the soulShe remembers the glitter of his eyes when they first made love.

She remembers when it disappeared, when there was just the reflection of the television or wall.

She remembers the distortion from her tears when he said he wanted to see other people. How she couldn't see or catch his averted gaze.

She remembers The Night, but tries not to. Tries not to remember the lifelight fading as the infected bite took his body.

She fiddles with the brush, then applies more shellac to the orbs. His corpse strains against the ropes.

She remembers. She'll get it right eventually.

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