Meeting Eugenia

Copyright – Sarah Ann Hall

Copyright – Sarah Ann Hall


The light I carried illuminated the tunnel’s dark walls with a sickly glow.

The only sound, the echoes of my footfalls as I hurried to meet her.

She’s been waiting for a very long time.

I felt it in the air… despair mingled with crosscurrents of rage.

Shapes and shadows coalesced to create her form… wizened, hollow…

I quavered, “Eugenia, my father wanted to say… how sorry he was for not coming that night. But it was my mother that he loved.”

Relief hummed beneath her mournful tone, “I forgive him.”

I watched as she crossed over into the light.

© 2013 K.Z. Morano



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23 thoughts on “Meeting Eugenia

  1. Ah, at last her spirit could move on. That’s a long time to wait, but i guess that is the lot of many ghosts. I liked your description of Eugenia. This was really good.

  2. “mingled with crosscurrents of rage.

    Shapes and shadows coalesced to create her form… wizened, hollow”

    Writing like that is really what sets you apart, and shows the depth of talent.

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