Wednesday Words: Ephemeral

xymonau: Dez Pain

As the raging migraine hit, Maura sat with her head over a bucket.  When the nausea retreated, an inexplicable ephemeral euphoria descended over her. 

The scurrilous and reprehensible pigpen-scent that had been part of her 
accursed life receded,  Maura was left with an unidentified sense of 
petulant-less peace and lack of pain.  The air was at once free of smell.


Well.  I wonder how long this will last?

Many thanks to Delores at Under the Porch Light.  She tosses out six words faithfully to any who would participate in the Wednesday Words.  Please click on the stream in the right bar to access her site, complete with a list of participants.  Delores is awesome; I hope to meet her someday.

Oh, the photo above is by Dez Pain/xymonau at Free Stock Photos: Rgbstock.  The photo is what I see in my head when I have a migraine.  Sometimes the colors are purple and blue.  Please check out the photo site--talent there to be found.