(Source image: Icon 01 by Joerg Warda)
The chisel raised, settled. Angled in just the right direction. The hammer struck. Tink.
The sculptor stood ankle-deep in rubble. His face, desperate and mad, told of the inexorable drive that had carried him this far. For three days he'd eaten nothing, foregone sleep, ignored all entreaties at his door. His life's work had coalesced about this one ebony plinth and the white marble atop it.
Under his hands the block had melted away. A shape that was all woman, all gentle curves and soft lines, stood out starkly in the fading light, a study in chiaroscuro.
A final tink and he stepped back, exhausted. Long moments passed as he regarded her, and then he nodded, and spoke her name.
Color shimmered, swirled, burst through the stone. A rending, a cracking, and she was marble no more.
Her voice was soft, pure as silk. “My love,” she breathed, and opened her arms. “My body awoke under your touch as you formed me. Let me now reply in kind.”
And Pygmalion smiled, though tears ran down his face.
Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 82-182 words. In addition, the challenge included a key phrase: "...a study in chiaroscuro". Nobody's checking word counts, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're doing it to earn a spanking (in which case, see me after class).
The following people are participating this week. Go see what they came up with.
Spring Flower: http://agirlsgottahaveoptions.blogspot.com
Diable Incarne: http://conningdevil.blogspot.com
Beryl: http://pointsofreturn.blogspot.com (Beryl is new to FFF this week, and a last-minute addition; go say hello!)
Check back here on Monday for the next challenge! And if you've got any photos or artwork (or even a phrase) you'd like to see used in a future FFF, send it my way.