Drabble Day- Soon
April 6, 2012 § 2 Comments
A drabble (hundred words or so short story) from The Writeaholic’s Blog prompt.
Music whipped my ears. It infiltrated my body with the beat marching like soldiers to their battles. It spread up my legs, my chest, my swiveling, swerving head. Soon, the night would end. The room full of people—of bodies under the same spell I was in—would empty. They would go back to their homes, their jobs, their dreadfully boring lives. Soon, I would stop being an enigma on the dance floor and become the lovely but boring, Jo. But the spell of the night wiped away thoughts of anything but now for which I was grateful.