Of course you recognize me. I haven't changed at all.

And, because you see what you expect to see, you'll compliment me on my youthful appearance ("What moisturizer do you use?"). You'll assume I've been working out and watching what I eat. (You'd be right. Except that my definition of watching what I eat is a bit different now.)

And if it occurs to you that you only see me at night, well, that must be because we both have such busy lives.

I haven't changed at all. And I never will again.

a lot of variety, this time, not really from me, though

Jilli wrote a vampire drabble! Perfect.

I love "we both have such busy lives." And I can't explain why.

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I am your daughter. Fruit of your loins and the woman you loved so dearly. The woman you see now, in your maddened grief, when you look at me.

I am your daughter. I am clothed in the skin of an ass. Why couldn't you have stopped there? Each dress, more fantastic than the next, surely you wouldn't kill the beast that shat you gold. But you did.

I am your daughter. Married now, tied to a land as mighty as your own, with countless soldiers at my besotted husband's disposal.

I am your daughter. Who do you see now?

This really is a FABULOUS topic. Kudos to Steph, and all of you.

Yeah, these are all fabulous. Today, the topic is making me think of Mary Magdalene by the empty tomb, but god knows I couldn't drabble THAT.

Um, hi. I seem to have committed drabble today. Not making any claims to decency, but thought I'd share.... I don't have the specific photo I'm referring to online, but this is from the same series.

Blondie

She peers out at the lens sideways, behind sunglasses and a shock of bleached-blond hair, dark at the roots. Steel-grey eyeshadow over sky-blue eyes that see all, red lips curled in a cross between “come-hither” and a smirk. The entire attitude is one of knowledge, of freedom, of fearlessness.

She’s only 4 years younger than I am – I was 26 when that picture was taken. So much has happened since – would she recognize me? Would she like me? There’s been a breakup, a marriage, a fall, a divorce, a move.

I’d like to return to her, see that fearlessness again.

I remember that series, j.

I think you may see her in the mirror again.

Wow, I can't believe the creativity being mined by this topic. It's so fun to see just what's going to pop up next. Keep them coming!

This is for Jesse. Cause she started it.

First Things First

There was darkness, and silence. It seemed to last forever, but Father said it would only be three days. He had no sense of time, so He could only wait.

The first light started trickling into… wherever He was. He followed the wall toward the light, pushing until He felt something give. He was tired, and it took much effort, but finally the rock moved.

He knew she’d be there. He knew, even in death, she would not desert Him. There she was, leaning against a tree, eyes still damp with tears. She was startled, unbelieving. And then she smiled.