Fallen - Drabble
A drabble is a piece of fiction constrained to exactly one-hundred words. I use these short works to hone my brevity.
Her fingertips sketched soothing shapes across my breasts.
She whispered "Are you falling still?"
My reeling head slammed back into the moment.
"What did we just do?" I asked in wonder.
She laughed and held me tighter.
"I will catch you and keep you safe."
Yet consequences rolled in, inevitable as the tide.
We held hands and marched through the streets.
Mocking laughter? Easy to bear.
The hatred, less so.
The priest wore disappointment as he banished me.
Through kindness, he did not summon a zealot for my sins.
Yet she did not falter from my side.
Not for anything.