Mina's Find

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic


A short story written for India Emerald's latest Flash Challenge; to write a story based on gems or crystal.

Submitted: February 27, 2018

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Mina’s Find

As she goes out into the garden she finds it, just laying there on the ground. So beautiful! It is a pinkish color, many faceted, that reflects, refracts the sunlight. And that is when it is dirty, mud-spattered, covered in dust.

Mina picks it up and rubs at it, being rewarded with an extra sparkle. It’s like a jewel, and how long has it been since she’s seen one of those? She’ll take it indoors, wash it, then wipe it until it shines and shimmers. Ori won’t like it, but then he needn’t know. It’s been ages since she’s had anything pretty, anything that doesn’t have a practical use.

Ori is out in the fields, inspecting the crops. He needs to find out if anything is growing, prospering. Or is it going to be another year of meagre growth, scrimping and scraping, just finding some way to ‘make do’.

It does give her the chance to clean up her find in peace. She washes it gently in some precious warm water, taking care not to risk snapping off pieces or shattering shards. When all the grime is removed she dries it with one of her softest cloths, rubbing it until it shines. The crystal is not big, about the size of a large egg; small enough to keep hidden away.

When he comes back through the door, Mina can tell by Ori’s expression that things are not looking good. The corn is dry, shrivelling as it grows; most of the fruit and vegetables are much smaller than they should be. Rainfall, a substantial amount of it, is what is needed but there is no sign of that arriving.

The couple settle down for the evening. Ori is carving away at something complicated and Mina is weaving some fabric for clothes. She wants to tell Ori about the crystal but she knows he’ll think it trivial, or even worse, tell her to get rid of it. She stays quiet and the minutes tick by.

It was impossible to tell which of them noticed it first, the bright light that was shining outside. A spectrum of colors flash eerily in the sky, a delicate rainbow effect unlike anything either of them have seen before. It is spooky, scary; they both want to look away and block it out.

The door to their cottage blew open and yet there was no wind. Somebody stood there; or was it some thing. Tall, inhumanly tall and darkly shadowed, it was impossible to make out any of it’s features. Ori and Mina were unable to tell even if their ‘visitor’ was male or female.

“Who are you?” Ori found his voice. “What do you want?”

The stranger did not answer but stared straight at Mina. She knew what it had come for, and it clearly knew that she had it, the crystal. How?

She slipped out of the room and returned quickly. Did Ori even notice that she had gone? He certainly gave no sign of it.

The crystal sparkled so much brighter now, the spectrum of colors flickering backwards and forwards across its surface. It looked even more beautiful than ever and even though it broke her heart she knew what had to be done.

The stranger seemed to glow when Mina approached with the crystal, but it did not make a grab but waited for her to gently pass it over. Ori watched, clearly confused, as Mina held out the shimmering piece of rock.

The stranger took the crystal, turned and seemed to glide towards it’s vehicle. There was a humming sound as the vehicle started up. It seemed to travel along the road and then somehow to rise up into the air only to disappear. Ori and Mina stared after it, watching the spectrum of flashing colors dissipate into the sky.

They walked back indoors, neither knowing quite what to say; but the sound of raindrops now falling steadily on to the roof of their home led them to smile and to embrace.

 

(670 words).


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