Tragic #short prose #flash fiction

“His story was tragic.

Yet he was too shallow to live his own tragedy, and too weak to escape it.

It occurred to me that he has woven a web of lies in which he lived like a curious spider lacking his own body.

Night and day crawling, spastic legs weaving lies, suffocating anybody who dared to approach him. Β Empty, in the middle of his own cobweb, contorting his legs, existing somewhere between heaven and earth in a demotic world not created by God, but by a relapsed and dark demiurge.

Angelo, are you still listening to me?”

“Who dares not, Clara?”

excerpt from the manuscript Glass Lovers.
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image: conrado; Shutterstock; [link]

 

57 thoughts on “Tragic #short prose #flash fiction

  1. Hola G,

    You have so deliciously and vividly described a character. Without providing a single detail of how this person looks, you have given us an image of a loathsome person who we are grateful to never meet in real life, but are intrigued to learn about him in your novel. Once again, you have breathed life into a character and his web of deceit with your words.

    Bravissimo.

     
    1. Hola Drew,

      “Bravissimo” Ay.. muchas gracias.
      “an image of a loathsome person who we are grateful to never meet in real life.” True. Yet some of us do meet people like this.

      I wish you a gorgeous morning filled with beauty and love.
      Thank you again.
      G.

       
    1. Aw, David, I am thrilled it fascinates you. I am still working on that tangled web πŸ™‚ It may take a while till I figure it out.
      Thank you so much for your praise.
      May you have a beautiful day tomorrow.

       
      1. You’re welcome ☺️. Ah yes, the fun and frustration of trying to figure out the puzzles we create. Maddening while it’s happening, but so gratifying when it comes together.
        I hope you have a lovely morning.

         
    1. Hey Charlie,
      Thank you so much for the praise. It warms my heart.
      Different? Perhaps I am not who I appear to be πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

      Tons of blessings and thanks, Charlie.

       
      1. You are welcome. πŸ™‚

        What I meant by different is that sometimes one becomes familiar with style and tone of the person writing a story/poem. And often times style and tone changes with a different and incredible way of looking at things from a perspective.

        Bless you so much my friend. πŸ™‚

         
      2. Hey Charlie, thank you for writing. That is how I took it.
        Take good care of you πŸ™‚

         
  2. G, your writing is so beautiful, and so rich in imagery and intelligence. I love the metaphor of him living as a spider, and these lines:
    β€œYet he was too shallow to live his own tragedy, and too weak to escape it.”
    What a predicament, and so so beautifully put. Gorgeous dear friend. Many hugs xox

     
    1. My Dearest R,
      Thank you so much for your wonderful comment. It humbles me. I like that line too πŸ™‚
      Sending you lots of hugs. I hope they make it across the oceans.
      xoxo

       
      1. I am so glad you caught them. Thank you for the word “integrity.” They come from my soul.

         

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