“The Transformation,” #flashfiction
This week, we are to write about a bucket of water. I’m a bit out of practice, but hopefully this story will resonate with you.
I stared into the bucket of water expecting to see my own image stare back at me. Instead, the image of a Rusalka water nymph wavered within the watery depths. Her eyes glinted with green fire and her golden hair drifted around her shoulders.
She slipped from the water and stood before me clothed only in the gray mists that circled the banks of the river.
“Come, friend. I’ll show you the way.”
“You died before your time, and now you’ve transformed into a Rusalka water nymph.”
“Of course. You belong to the river now.”
© 2019 Colleen M. Chesebro