longing shines through in bittersweet rays of warm light. :) What a lonely girl! Yet so very imaginative.

Representational.

The young girl is an artist, she creates a self-sculpture. 93, you’ve painted a vivid picture with well chosen words. ‘Just the cool, damp, sweet smelling dirt’ is enticing.

Thank you! I don’t think I’ve ever been called 93 before, just as a side note :) I like it. Makes me feel like a secret agent.

Dear Agent 93, your story is so believable. I have done a lot of yard work and semi professional landscaping and these angels are everywhere, next to gnomes, dream catchers, birdbaths, fake fossilized stones and more. I never smeared myself with mud but Elmer’s Glue was another thing; I would just sit and peel it off for hours……..

Nice Job.

There was a creepy episode of Doctor Who about stone angels that are actually aliens that turn to stone when looked at and feed off life energy by sending people back in time.

I hope this isn’t one of those.

But it’s gorgeous. So sweet. There’s something relatable about the girl coering herself in filth to be an angel.

You guys crack me up (no pun intended) – I love it here in the land of Ficly!

Don’t smile too broad Sir Bic, you might crack your beautifying mud mask. I’m glad your here too!

I love the line “She simply stroked the stone with the very edge of her fingertips, a kind of delicacy only found when no one is watching.” A beautiful image.