New voices, new flash-length fantasy.
By Eric Suhem
Celeste and her boyfriend Edwin acted upon their yearnings, encountering spilled seeds on car upholsteries during trysts on Lover’s Lane. One night, they drove to a lake and swam in the dark water under the moonlight. On the shore they made love beneath the stars, promising their souls to each other forever. Soon Celeste became pregnant, and when she told Edwin, he seemed overjoyed, talking expansively of their future together. The next day, Edwin disappeared, and Celeste drove around town looking for him, to no avail. As she drove by the lake where they had declared their undying love, she looked into her car’s side view mirror, seeing a bright white light that pulled her back through time, into an earlier incarnation.
In the past life, the river flowed with oil and black mud, salmon flipped onto the shore and died, coughing their salmon coughs, writhing on the sand. A car with a glowing side view mirror was parked nearby. “Looks like a grand day for boating,” muttered Celeste, in an elegant dress and hat, holding a parasol with clenched fists. “Aye ‘tis, Celeste!” declared Edwin, dressed as the gentleman dandy he was, in white pants, striped shirt, tie and straw hat. He was pulling mightily on the rope tied to a small boat, guiding it into the dock. They got in, and started floating down the river, as a dark squid bounced out of the water and into the boat. Edwin swatted at it, worried that its squid movements would spray drops of mud on his immaculate white outfit. Celeste sat at the end of the boat, eyeing Edwin with suspicion, chewing on a piece of raw deer meat she had ripped off an abandoned carcass near the shore before boarding. Soon Edwin was on bended knee, asking for her hand in marriage. He held a ring out to Celeste, and she pinched it between her thumb and forefinger, examining it with a jeweler’s magnifying glass from her purse. With an abrupt “Hmpph…” she threw the ring and the chewed deer carcass into the water, much to the delight of the dark, muddy manta rays. Edwin jumped into the river after the ring, and was sucked down into the mud. Celeste maneuvered the boat to the shore and walked toward the car, staring at the side door mirror’s bright white light, which propelled her forward into the future.
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