The Plague
She had purple eyes. There were certain colors that she couldn't see and the world was a less congested place for her. She also had the powers of turning an object invisible for her eyes and thereby, eliminating the object. She had eliminated, for instance, pumpkins, crows, three whole men and a caterpillar.
One day, she met a sage who told her - "Growing up is adapting to the things we'd like to eliminate."
She felt bad and decided she wouldn't be eliminating things from then on. But suppressing your greatest powers is equivalent to holding within yourself a darkly cursed premonition. Soon she was on the verge of insanity.
At last, one day she murmured - "My powers don't suit me. I could neither use them nor put them to rest. I'll never be a simple girl. This world doesn't suit me."
After the world was eliminated, she started adjusting to the ensuing grey darkness.
One day, she met a sage who told her - "Growing up is adapting to the things we'd like to eliminate."
She felt bad and decided she wouldn't be eliminating things from then on. But suppressing your greatest powers is equivalent to holding within yourself a darkly cursed premonition. Soon she was on the verge of insanity.
At last, one day she murmured - "My powers don't suit me. I could neither use them nor put them to rest. I'll never be a simple girl. This world doesn't suit me."
After the world was eliminated, she started adjusting to the ensuing grey darkness.
Labels: adaptation, caterpillar, crows, deconstruction, elimination, fiction, flash fiction, insanity, magic realism, powers, premonition, short story, society, story, surreal, surrealism, world
6/15/2008 3:25 AM
So beautiful. So perfect. Perhaps you will never know how much this means to me. Thank you. top