A Fine Day

A Fine Day, a short story. Part, the first, in a pentalogy.

Standing before a precipice of her own making, the cost of a life hiding behind beauty is required to be paid in full. Could it be that the currency one acquires will not suffice on such a fine day? Would the bill collector relent, if sufficient favors are traded, to accept soiled foreign notes?

A glacier hewed mountain bears witness to the cold passage of time’s resolution where some live the lifespan of a Mayfly. Others, far older, have known the rise and fall of such as these.