(Source image: "Offering" by Valery Bareta)
“It's no use,” she wept. “I'll never be any good to you.”
He smiled. “Don't be ridiculous. Your body knows what it wants. You just have to give it time.”
She shook her head, crying harder. “Dammit, just go. You've been so patient, I can't stand it.”
He stooped and lifted her effortlessly. “Not a chance. You're worth far too much to me for me to just leave now, when you need me so much.”
Wrapped in the warmth of his embrace, feeling the proof of his passion against her thigh, she felt suddenly light as a feather. Maybe he wasn't wrong, at that.
Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 64-123 words. Additionally, I provided a key phrase I wanted to see used somewhere in the submission:
"...light as a feather..."
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:
This picture spoke to me very strongly. She looks so vulnerable, so broken, that this story sprang to mind almost fully formed. Clearly she was having issues of some kind and he, being the patient sort who recognizes a gem when he sees it, thinks she's worth the trouble. I like happy endings. I hope you do too.
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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.
-- PB
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4 comments:
The vulnerability in this picture spoke to me as well, they seemed, in just one pose, to need each other so much.
Years ago my girlfriend would curl up in my arms and cry about the pain in her family, it was the closest we felt, when she really needed me. I hated the pain, but loved the intimacy of the comfort.
(As I side note, I hope my name doesn't appear twice, but the "participants" widget didn't seem to be working)
Sounds like a start to a beautiful love story.
I like happy endings, too. Great photo this week.
Very nicely done Panser. I had some of the same thoughts.
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