Vijaya Sundaram

Poet, Musician, Teacher, and Amateur Visual Artist

In Plane Sight (My second story for Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Melanie Greenwood

PHOTO PROMPT © Melanie Greenwood

Word Count:  100 words of text, exactly
Genre: Flight Fantasy

In Plane Sight
©Janary 7th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

Every day, two hazel-green eyes gazed from the perfectly polished glass windows of the little airport, and lingered longingly at the Cessna on the tarmac.

The being standing there (and whose eyes those were) seemed ancient.  No one else noticed him (or her).  S/he leaned on a broom.  S/he appeared to be a small bronze statue.  Any time people refocused, s/he seemed to not be there.  People would shrug, look at their mobile phones and hurry on.

And nobody noticed that the Cessna remained parked.

One day, both vanished.  Somewhere in space, a Cessna and a statue blossomed into flame.

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With thanks, to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, Fairy Blog-Mother Extraordinaire, and to Melanie Greenwood for the photo-prompt.