Dredged Up

It was like a pearl necklace. The dark shadows encircling the delicate white throat. A secret sunken so long in the deep that oysters themselves might have taken pity on her and sutured the vice on her neck. The embittered sea life weeping pearlescent tears, she was once their ornament, their idol in the temple of the deep. Now she was drawn from her watery rest she was no longer opal and beautiful, she was just so white.

 

by H.R.

(prompts: necklace, [image: sunken temple])

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