April 20, 2016April 21, 2016Danielle Dayney10 Comments

First Breath Without Her (YeahWrite Microstory #262)

Flower She closes her eyes, drawing breath deep into her lungs.

The aroma of fresh cut grass touches her nose, a reminder that life doesn’t end with death.

A solitary tear escapes her eyes as her cheeks tingle with warmth from the sun.

10 thoughts on “First Breath Without Her (YeahWrite Microstory #262)”

Polysyllabic Profundities April 20, 2016 — 8:20 pm

Lovely.

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  lifeinmywordswithdanielled April 21, 2016 — 6:12 pm
  
  Thank you!
  
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d3athlily April 21, 2016 — 8:09 am

Enchanting and tragic at once! You’ve written a great piece!

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  lifeinmywordswithdanielled April 21, 2016 — 4:37 pm
  
  Thank you! This is my first time writing for a YeahWrite contest and I had a great time.
  
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LearaVoice April 21, 2016 — 5:54 pm

So moving!

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  lifeinmywordswithdanielled April 21, 2016 — 6:12 pm
  
  Thank you!
  
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innatejames April 21, 2016 — 8:56 pm

There’s a lot of emotion in this story, Danielle. I like the touching of the nose and the mixing of sadness and warmth at the end.

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  lifeinmywordswithdanielled April 21, 2016 — 10:38 pm
  
  Thank you!
  
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Meg April 21, 2016 — 8:57 pm

A bittersweet take. Thanks for sharing.

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  lifeinmywordswithdanielled April 21, 2016 — 10:38 pm
  
  Thanks, Meg!
  
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