Picture it & Write is a weekly creative writing prompt hosted by the Ermilia coauthors, Ermisenda and Eliabeth. We invite you to join in; continue the story or starting your own based on inspiration from the image. Poetry and foreign languages are welcome, but please provide a translation. This photograph will be reblogged under Ermisenda on tumblr and added to the Picture it & Write gallery on Facebook and Pinterest.
Mummification had com a long way, but it still had a ways to go. The ugly grey cloth the barbarians used to wrap their dead had been replaced by a smooth goo that preserved the body indefinitely. The only problem was the smell. Oh how I missed the stench of formaldehyde, a bouquet of flowers compared to what this new process smelled like. Many couldn’t handle it, but I fought through the burn of acid in the back of my throat as I resisted throwing up. From the outside looking in, this new process was beautiful, capturing every curve, every crevasse of the human body.
The soft chirp of the keys caused the boor to buzz open as I arrived at work. I opened my office, expecting it to be empty. Everything I was carrying slipped out of my hands when I saw it. Her. The pain of the books hitting my foot was nothing compared to the pain in my heart. The shape of her face, the ear piercings. The mummified girl was my sister, and she had clearly not been dead when they embalmed her.
Every fortnight we hope to host a photograph suggested by contributors. So, keep those photograph recommendations coming. Submit your favourite images (with credit) for next week’s Picture it & Write!