Friday Fictioneers-Garden of Stone

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I stand in the garden of stone at the south end of our estate, home to the ancestors that came before. An array of gray monuments stand tall around me, stained by years of harsh winters; baked by summer sun.

The air contains the tang of autumn, and the ground beneath me is freshly turned. The heels of my shoes sink into the earth as I remember your struggle to stay alive.

You said you’d fight, and you did. You said you’d beat it, but you didn’t.

My task now is to grieve, and find a way to carry on.

Genre: Romantic Tragedy (?)

Word count: 100!!!!

Thank you Ms. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting this wonderful photo prompt called Friday Fictioneers. I just love when a story rolls out of my head in a matter of minutes. Not sure if you’ll like it, but at least I tried.

Please go to Ms. Wisoff-Fields page to read the multitude of other flash fiction posted by her and other WordPress writers.

 

 

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25 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers-Garden of Stone

  1. Dear Renee,

    “You said you’d fight, and you did. You said you’d beat it, but you didn’t.” This line goes right for the heart. A whole story in two sentences. Straightforward and touching Well done. So glad you were inspired by the photo.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  2. Well done, Renee! I agree with Rochelle about the sentences at the heart of your story. I also love your conclusion ‘My task now is to grieve, and find a way to carry on.’

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