This week's prompt returned to its roots with no dragon bidding, just 150-word stories (+/- 10) on this photo:
In Memoriam
Caitria braced herself on the stone railing encircling Rosetta
Vineyard’s primary terrace. Rolling vines carpeted the land below her, shadowed
by seamless clouds gathered on the horizon. Oddly poignant, sunlight pierced the
remaining wine in her glass, dappling the stone with carmine.
Her fingers curled around the glass, index finger tracing
the vineyard’s crest, and Caitria sighed. She lifted the wine skyward, then
tilted the glass, pouring three distinct sips onto the land for the man whose
dream survived him.
The man who’d taken her under his wing when she was young
enough not to know she needed him.
The man who’d cultivated her dream while fighting for his
own.
The man whose own son had turned his back on the vines he’d
grown alongside, preferring a fancy office in a skyscraper to the land.
The man who’d died so long ago, but never left her heart.
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Very nice! Thanks for sharing and have a super weekend, Aria.
ReplyDeletesherry @ fundinmental
Thanks so much, Sherry :-) Same to you!
DeleteFabulous, as usual. Sorry to be absent lately. :0)
ReplyDeleteAw, thanks, Donna! & I'm glad you're getting back into the virtual swing of things :-D
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