Sapphic Pondering

Prompt #5: Flying people Note: Alternate Universe – Soulmates. Close your eyes and dream of the sky She was scared. Flap. Flap. Flap. It was not supposed to happen that way. Bright wings beat hastily, yellow feathers glowing in the dim light of the capital’s night. It was not how she should find her soulmate. Bullets swished by, barely missing her for a fraction of a millimetre. Adrenaline coursed through her veins, making her blood roared and her breath quicken. The spot between her shoulder blades, where her soulmark used to be, throbbed with every flex of her muscles. Pain shot through her left wing and blood bloomed among yellow feathers. The flapping faltered and she almost fell to the ground.   NO! She couldn’t stop now. Gritting her teeth so tight it hurt, she stretched her wings with new resolution. Faster. Faster. Please…. She had to make it out of there. She didn’t want to die. Another bullet. Another white hot pain, this time

Prompt #4: Uncertainty and Serendipity Just  your ordinary  coffee shop The double glass door opened with a soft chime of the bell and brought in the fresh smell of rain. Behind the wooden counter, a girl called: “Welcome to Portal Café. May I take your order?” Outside, the streets buzzed with moving vehicles and hurried pedestrians. A car passed by, honking its horn and splashing across a small puddle. Soaked children played under the pouch, reaching out to cup the rain and laughing at each other’s muddy faces. Small droplets of water rolled down the glass panes, their paths slow and crooked, as though they were trying to peer into the warm space of the café. Michael breathed in the distinct smell of coffee and milk and felt a pleasant tingle in his chest. The place was almost empty, a few people here and there with their steaming drinks. Classical music flowed from small speakers, mixing with the murmur of conversations and the clinking of utensils on china cups. He