Space was suppose to be weird, strange, adventurous. Elf slept in her bunk, and dreamed of… bubbles. Spheres moving on their own and eliciting emotions or sensations. Amongst them were little bluebirds and and other tiny creatures. They herded the bubbles up against her body. The sensations were amazing.
Elf opened her eyes. An exploded sphere filled the cabin with the scent of flowers. It wasn’t a dream! She was floating mid-air, surrounded by everything she’d dreamed. Then the red bubble burst… Orgasmically!
Okay, this one just sang to me. All sorts of thoughts and ideas. Hardest part was working sex into it. 🙂
Our challenge this week was to use the phrase crystalline and 85-105 words with the picture for our Flash Fiction Friday story. If you enjoyed this, check out the rest of the writers at Panser’s blog.