Pulsating Bruises

“She was starting to regain her spirit and a bit of her strength. She put down the glass. She could sense an intense pulse up there, vivified by the power of the water she had just ingested. She lifted her right hand from the counter and moved it up to her cheek. Her skin felt hot and sore. There was a bump too. It was swollen.

She did not dare move to a mirror to assess the damage.”


An excerpt from A Lion’s Roar, by Hailie Andersen – first published on Mug’s Tale.

Picture credit: Insaf and Mrs B., London, Millenium Bridge, 31st May 2016.


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