“Leap of Faith” makes use of two writing prompts. The first is the above quote borrowed from ‘A Writer’s Path‘. The second photographic prompt is from ‘Picture It and Write‘. This is Part 1 of a series of 3 chapters, 2 yet to come.
“That was the last time I ever heard from her,” Eric mumbled into his drink. He drained the pint, signalling for another. Maybe the memory would fade with another. Years later images forced their way into his thoughts. Preventing invasions into his dreams took more alcohol than his liver could handle. All inebriation achieved was causal detachment from evocative memories.
“They called it suicide, you know?” In chaos surrounding him, no one listened. Eric chugged his beer. Another drunk drowning sorrows. “But it wasn’t. She looked so exuberant as she leapt over the falls; as if she would take flight.” Eric drained the glass. “’This is my faith,’; those were Elandra’s last words to me. And there I was, cut and bleeding from scrambling to stop her. All I could do was watch as she drifted away.” Eric stared at his empty glass; searching.