He sat at the edge of the world, twirling the memory in his palm, the last golden band of precious heartbreak taunting him. He had no use for it anymore, but could share it with no one.
With a twitch, the ring was flicked from his finger into the abyss.
But it looked so much different as he followed it down. Its power was gone, wasted on the rocks. As his wings unfurled to slow his descent, the whispering cry of a ping wished him farewell. Silently, he nodded and took flight into the unknown. “Goodbye, farewell, and amen.”
Entry #1 for this week’s 100 Word Challenge from Julia’s Place, based on this image (which I figured out how to include all by myself, huzzah!) :I hope you all enjoy!