A short piece of prose for you today, it’s more of a scene setter than a story proper, perhaps one day I’ll give Dantes a story to go with his description.


Dantes perched staring out across the endless ocean, searching for a ship he knew would never return. He stood cutting a tall figure in the dusk sun. There was something not quite right about Dantes, the red of his jacket just a shade off and the black of his pants too grey to be merely worn by use. Even his skin seemed a shade too grey, almost ashen. The oddest thing about him was that, in the slanted evening sun, Dantes had no shadow, for Dantes was a ghost.


Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.

The Lonely Recluse.

~ by The Lonely Recluse on June 25, 2011.

3 Responses to “Dantes”

  1. This was lovely 🙂 so vivid!

  2. […] while ago I wrote a short description called Dantes ( https://lonelyrecluse.wordpress.com/2011/06/25/dantes/ ), this is the story of how Dantes became a ghost. […]

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