As I continue to chip away doggedly at #Blogflash2012, I will say I enjoy taking a word and spinning it in a non-obvious direction.
DAY 12: CELEBRATION
Today is her wedding day. They wove roses in her hair. They scattered fragrant petals in her wake, singing songs of celebration. Her heart swelled when Grandmother blessed them.
“Today you become a woman.” Her mother sewed a coin in her hem for luck, “You will never forget today.”
Then the raiders came. Songs became shouts. Acrid smoke filled the air as the chapel burned.
Everyone was gone. She stood alone on the outskirts of her village and watched it burn. She smelled crushed rose petals.
Today was her wedding day. And tonight she would weave roses in his shroud.
Word Count: 100
Wow! That kind of took my breath away!
I’ve read a lot of 100 word flash… and written a fair amount myself… and this is some of the best I have ever read!
Powerful… evocative…I swear… I can almost smell the rose petals.
Brava!
I always look forward to your posts…they always take me somewhere new!
This sent me immediately to Afghanistan. The wedding celebrations and the drones. Infinitely sad all round.
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE.
Somehow I’m feeling that all these entries are all different pieces to one longer, over-arching work…..
Gorgeous, Anna. So sad, but so beautiful. You know how much I love roses and dark fairy tales. 🙂