For Michael’s Tale Weaver this week, his theme is Underwater.
I wrote this in response to another MLMM challenge a few years ago, so hope you enjoy it as a reblog.
Underwater images are in a world of their own. This is no exception in my mind.
Image this week by zhangjingna.com
The memory still haunted her, how such a toy could possess and obsess her.
She loved that doll, and remembered how she’d longed to be like it.
So beautiful and flawless.
In trying to mimic its perfection, she had slipped into madness.
In a moment of jealous rage three years ago, she’d thrown the doll into the clear water of the lake and watched it sink gracefully to the bottom.
Closing her eyes now, she jumped in to follow its journey.
When they retrieved her body, she looked peaceful, at rest, her alabaster complexion resembling the finest porcelain of a china doll.
She wore a wedding dress, hand sewn in secret over those years, an exact replica of the one worn by her doll from yesteryear.