Today’s Friday Fiction is courtesy of microcosmsfic.com. 300 word short story using the following elements.
Living Statue, setting: Pedestrian Area, and genre: Romance.
We’d spent the day at the river further out of the city. Aurulent light cascaded over his long dark lashes framing large brown eyes no longer innocent. They sparkled under my gaze, suddenly bleeding clear liquid with a long drawn blink.
“I don’t understand.” A feathery whisper following downcast eyes; I brushed loose strands from the unblemished skin,
“Where the heart draws no line, the law does.” He draped a thin arm across my waist, my chest growing wet against his face. We remained so, surrounded by trickling water, distant chirrups and rustling leaves until the sky deepened into a fiery curtain; the last scene of our final act.
He wasn’t there. Not when the sun bloomed in the distance, peeking from clustered puffs and filtering through the high-rise structures like golden fingers. Crowds milled around the cordoned off pedestrian area, scowling past the workmen carelessly slapping cold concrete over my bare skin. Mother stood rigid further off in the distance, a roulette of emotions.
“Mr Ruskin. Any last words?” I gazed down at the lanky fellow in his flawless grey suit gleaming in the sunlight. I shook my head, sweeping my gaze over the crowds. Hopeful.
“The boy has been banned from visiting this part of the city.” The man said with furrowed brow,
“Not even as a last request?”
“You’re in no position to make last requests. Your kind deserve no rights at all.” I nodded my head and looked towards the sun. It would be the last time I would feel its warmth against my skin. Changing laws meant there was no rehabilitation-focused incarceration where freedom was an attainable dream. Criminals were literally cemented into living statues and put into public spaces, living their last days as public spectacles of ridicule. And thus I would always be.
A-Scribe To Describe 
Whoa.
Is that a good or bad whoa?
It’s a good whoa, lol. The ending kind of surprised me. It was very well done.
Ah thanks 🙂 I wanted a different twist to the whole living statue thing haha. Glad you enjoyed it!
It was definitely the twist, lol.
Large dark lashes framing large brown eyes…you can do better than this!
The story is good. I agree with Rachel, the twist is great–I didn’t see it coming; I thought you had forgotten the statue. But you have written MUCH better description than the beginning. Any chance you’re outside your genre? Ha Ha. Hope you can take some constructive (or at least meant-to-be -constructive) criticism.
Haha! Thanks Rae. Romance isn’t my strong suit so yes you’re right outside of my genre. Thanks for the criticism it is much appreciated 🙂