earrings - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
The earrings were bright feathers wafting in the delicate breeze, their colours vibrant against her brown skin. Somehow they accentuated her smile and the slight movement in her hair...
In Anna's ears were large silver hoops, skinny at the tops and widening toward the base. As her head moved they did too, drawing attention to her long neck.
Jade whooshes past me as if this were her house instead of mine and perches in my favourite chair. I wait for Simon to say something but he does not. She flicks that white blonde hair to one side in what I know to be a conscious act. So I look. Dangling from her perfect lobes are diamonds set in white gold. They are exquisite, accentuating the length of her neck. They cost more than I make in a month. I realize I have held my gaze too long. Her face is one of triumph and Simon does not have the decency to be embarrassed. But then why should he? There's nothing romantic between us.
There is a buzz of static in my ear from the diamond studs and then three pips. Danger code. Simon has the fancy equipment, he'll be getting instructions relayed direct to his tympanic membrane. The smile never fades from his lips but he takes an unusually large step to his right and with the lightest touch ushers me deeper into the garden party away from the sea.
I get dangly diamond earrings from my handler. I know each one can be tracked by GPS and record conversation in a three metre radius but I'm still unimpressed. I've been living as a bimbo for so long I wonder if the real me is still there. It could be years until I get the activation signal, only then can I repay my debt and move on. To what I don't know. What do ex-contract killers do? I have chips inserted all over my body, I couldn't even tell you where they all are. I put on the earrings and let my pale hair cover them for now. Simon will be here soon, it's time to introduce me to his friends. How lame. But it's all part of the cover.
I love how she wears earrings that sparkle. It makes my job so much easier. I can be somewhat night-blind but the harbour lights are glinting in the diamonds, I have my target. I'm not such a crack-shot that I will hit it dead on, so I aim right at it and pray. As I squeeze the trigger Simon wanders into the scopes. To fire now could take him instead, so I lower the rifle and wait. To make her the grieving widow and loose my friend all over again would snap me in two.
Like coruscating diamonds, the exquisite earrings clung to my ear, glistening in the dim, fluorescent lighting. Jade, emerald green in colour, rimmed with rich gold: these were among my favourite earrings.
The silver earrings dangled from my ears, jingling like a bell when I moved. They were like a chandelier of tiny diamonds hanging from my ear lobes, and I loved how they shook when I turned my head.