Bittersweet

This wasn't the old man's first rodeo.

He'd swam a like a fish, it was his passion, and he couldn't get by without his daily ration, you'd think it was going out of fashion.

His quest was to reach the outer edge, where he got to fulfil his fantasy of meeting an angel.

Caught in a storm he was swept into the mist; the world became a blur, and he awoke in the arms of an angel, the first girl he'd ever seen became his wife.

His obsession was bittersweet, her tears flowed as she begged him not to go.

Word Count: 100 Microsoft Word

Running Total: 2037