Plinky.com asked me to write a 100 word story without using the letter "e" in any words.
Maria; blank vacuum. Vacuous. Vascillation.
"Is that wisdom? Is it really? Really? Wisdom?"
"What?" says Maria.
Drawing a straw, I opt to ask again.
"That," I say, pointing at this aping shroud, "that… um… thing… Is that wisdom?"
Maria looks again; dismay.
"How could you?" Maria says, "I think that you should go, if that's all you can think about."
"Don't you know? I'm so…"
I hang on a winding whim.
"So… yours… Just yours. I'm yours."
I gulp. Blush. I had not known.
"But this shroud!" I blat out, awkward.
"FUCK THE SHROUD!" Maria raging, "it is nothing. Nothing. You and I; all that counts. You and I."
I look. Look and look and look.
This shroud lifts.
"OK, Maria," I say, "You and I. Just you and I."