Anonymous Legacy’s Visual Dare #26
Eclipse
She stood in silence, watching. Watching was all she ever did now.
Children tumbled and shouted, and squealed and leaped into flurries of snow, and Emilie wished she could join in. Laughter filled the frigid air, but no-one cared how cold it was and snowballs landed in soft thuds amid a volley of excited shrieks.
Emilie held her gloved hands to her face and breathed out. Memories rose as frozen, crystal vapour coiled before her like thick dragon smoke. She wanted to join in, but no one ever saw her, not since then…and her veiled hands shielded her dragon burns.
(100 Words)
The Last Krystallos 
A haunting image, well done!
This is beautiful, Lisa!
Thanks Amanda, something lyrical in the picture spoke to me with this one…
Much appreciated Emma, thanks for reading!
Very nice!! Such a yearning in this one, from someone who's crossed the point of no return! Would love to know more about those dragon burns, and whether it disfigured her, or made her literally invisible….
Thanks Angela…I was going for disfiguration…and how it made her feel anonymous, how people didn't know how to react to her any longer…