Fiction: Flashpoint

By Louis Kasatkin

Louis is editorial administrator at www.DestinyPoets.co.uk and founder of Destiny Poets and in his spare time is a civic, community, political activist, blogger and general nuisance to the status quo!
 Louis Kasatkin

It’s Aiko’s birthday today. Just as the new chrysanthemum dawn begins to beckon, she awakens and her na├пve sleep filled gaze is captivated by the spreading dawn that’s only an hour or so into its ineluctable theatre of nature.

Its flamingo-hued fingers are drawing back the veil of night; a clarion call if any were needed to announce  that today is little Aiko's birthday. An auspicious day with celestial harmony and tranquility prevailing.

Later ,once this nascent day has matured into full morning, Aiko will show her draughtsman accurate hieroglyphs to the school-teacher and he will smile, applauding her endeavour.

Having breakfasted with special treats her Mother made and fastidiously donned her uniform, Aiko accompanies her grandfather holding his hand on their stroll to school.

Looking up, far up in the early morning sky, the observant Aiko says that she can see a silver kite drifting slowly, slowly across the azure canopy. Her grandfather squints and knows it cannot be a kite. Though from that "kite" a tiny silver sliver appears to begin to somersault endlessly earthwards.

Momentarily transfixed, Aiko pulls impatiently at her grandfather’s sleeve,  and in that moment he understands that all the rumours were true and that this moment would forever be separated from
all the other moments and all the other times and all the other places would be separated from this time and this place by this silver kite. Without knowing that to-day is Aiko’s birthday and she would show her classroom teacher her draughtsman perfect hieroglyphs, that silver kite brings with it
an inauspicious augury.

Aiko will not be celebrating her birthday to-day, the day when time itself will come to an end, and it will foreclose on all birthdays .On this sixth day of August.1945.

3 comments :

  1. The language is mellifluous and attuned with the theme of the tale. But Like my "Mother of Moiradanga" it lacks a solid plot. Otherwise it's beautiful rendition of Aiko.

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  2. Many thanks for your comments and astute observations.

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  3. Thanks a lot sir. I wish to have more stories from you going ahead,

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