08:43 A.M.
The city behind her is concrete rot—towers like molars in a dying god’s jaw.
She hasn’t blinked in four minutes.
Eliska’s cardigan still smells like smoked pears and tram dust. She wore it to bed with a boy she doesn’t love, but who knew how to use his teeth properly. That counts for something in Prague. Or Bucharest. Or wherever this rusted skyline is pretending to be today.
She isn’t cold. She’s not warm either. She’s in flux—that terrifying, tender moment when the body begins to forget itself, and the mind starts telling stories to fill in the gaps.
Today’s story: “What if I just stepped forward?” But she won’t. Because she’s not broken—just delicately misaligned.
See, Eliska learned early what happens to girls who get loud. Her uncle taught her. So did her gymnastics coach. And the red-eyed woman at the embassy who offered a glass of apple juice and a threat.
So Eliska got quiet. She mastered the art of being partially undressed and entirely unreadable. She wears vulnerability like an accessory, not a confession.
They think she’s thinking about men. She’s not. She’s thinking about gravity—and the unbearable mercy of physics. That everything falls. And that falling doesn’t mean failing. Just means letting go.
About the Creator
Iris Obscura
Do I come across as crass?
Do you find me base?
Am I an intellectual?
Or an effed-up idiot savant spewing nonsense, like... *beep*
Is this even funny?
I suppose not. But, then again, why not?
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And one day, she might test the bounds of that gravity, and let go. Great story, Iris
That moment of indecision where far too many of us live.