(Source image provided this week by Advizor; original source unknown).
She felt the cold bite of fear in the pit of her stomach. Is this real? Am I dreaming? Things like this don't happen to girls like me. I'm ugly. I'm worthless. I'm stupid.
She raised her head and looked at him then, and on his face was a look of tenderness so radiant that her eyes brimmed with tears. He spoke the words, slowly, loudly, never looking away from her.
And they kissed, and accepted their congratulations, and left the office, holding hands, linked by something far stronger than steel. Because True Love never dies.
Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 90-100 words. Additionally, I provided a key phrase I wanted to see used somewhere in the submission:
"...the cold bite..."
Nobody's checking word counts, or for the key phrase, 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).
Special Bonus Director's Commentary Track:
As with many of the photos I use for these, there were lots of different directions to go with on this one. I liked the contrast in the photo, the rigid bracelets with the relaxed grip of the two hands. It made me think they were going somewhere, strolling around in public, wandering nowhere in particular, and happy to be inextricably linked.
Then I got thinking about a phrase to use. I decided on "the cold bite" because I wanted to use something about the cold bite of the steel on their wrists. After posting the challenge entry, I realized almost immediately that everyone and their sister was probably going to use the "cold bite of steel" approach, so I started looking at it another way.
Then I thought, what if there's no actual cuffs at all? What if this is just a way of thinking about their relationship? Then I remembered the "old ball and chain" metaphor for marriage, and pop: there it was, a sappy romantic vignette about the ugly duckling girl who never believed she was worth anything, but found a guy who wouldn't listen to her and loved her for who she really was. Yes, I guess I *am* a sappy romantic at heart, you got something to say about that? :)
It probably also had something to do with the fact that I'd been listening to Orianthi lately and her tune "According to You" was playing in my head. Here's the video if you want to take a few minutes and listen. Yeah, it's not exactly the same situation, but....hey, wait a minute, this is my commentary, I don't have to justify anything here. :)
So many people never realize their worth, and so I'm always delighted when someone else sees beneath the surface and helps them understand that yes, they really ARE that awesome.
The following people are participating this week. Go check out their take on this FFF, won't you, and thank 'em for playing along.
Spring Flower: http://agirlsgottahaveoptions.blogspot.com
Advizor (who also provided the pic for this week): http://advizortoall.blogspot.com
Katia: http://katiaswritings.blogspot.com (late addition)
Kenny: http://secretlifeofagentleman.blogspot.com (another late addition)
Also, Just a Taste told me she was playing but didn't provide a site link. I think she's at http://sexandchocolatecake.blogspot.com but I'm not certain.
Check back here on Monday for the next challenge! And if you have any photos or artwork you'd like to see in a future challenge, please send them my way.