24 Mar 2011

Thursday Tale #52

by Ruxi at DeviantArt.
The sight of her dying bouquet was too much to contemplate. After the debacle at the church, she’d rushed home, wallowing in a bout of self pity, sadness, but eventually anger. Now, emotion spent, she longed for cool. Still wearing her wedding dress, she joined the spider’s webs that swung gently in the morning mist.

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10 comments:

  1. Lovely image by the way from Thursday Tales.....
    'she longed for cool...still wearing her wedding dress, she joined the spider's web that swung in the morning mist...', dreamlike and lovely like the image Jinksy

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  2. For me, the master (mistress?) stroke is that last sentence.

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  3. I agree with Dave, that last line has great impact in the writing. Would love to know what she is thinking next?

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  4. Hopefully she realised she was better off this way...

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  5. I agree with Dave. I love the imagery in that last sentence. Beautiful.

    And thank you for your response to my work. :)

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  6. Wow such heart felt words to a beauty of a pic.

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  7. A lovely tale, Jinksy! It definitely leaves us wanting to know more...:)

    Lynette
    Imagination Lane

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  8. Very interesting intrperetation of the theme. Story built well wih the 55 words.

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  9. you said so much in so little words. loved it.

    trisha
    http://magicthought.wordpress.com/2011/03/29/the-little-girl/

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