The most peculiar thing happened on the eleventh of November, just as the snow had begun to drift down.
The snow assumed a peculiar shape, like a man frozen in snow. Passers-by ventured ahead to rescue him, but the shadow was elusive for their almost frozen hands.
An old lady stepped out of the crowd and waved. Surprisingly, the shadow waved back.
Her husband was a martyr in the war, and had died on 11th November. She came here on the day, every year, hoping that he would take her with him. In a moment, she had dropped dead.
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What a great speculative story based on waiting. It has the feel of a myth in process or witnessed.
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It is the stuff of myths – or wishful thinking of the bereaved. Thank you, Charli!
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Wow! Fantastic flash!
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Thanks so much!
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The choice of date and all the details in this flash are really fantastic! Wow – nice response!
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Thank you so much!
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Together again, at last! π
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Yes. I’ve heard stories where people calling a spirit with the help of a medium, have seen their parents together. One is never sure of the truth though.
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Yeah, I wouldn’t trust someone who says they can speak with the dead.
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