FFF 12 A toughie this week!

Matt is a naughty boy! He knows how I love to use words to add into my story when he gives us his Flash Fiction Foray inspiration… But he has chosen an instrumental this week! Check it out Here – Appassionata Secret Garden

She slowly opened the rusty lock, on the old wooden door. It creaked, as she pushed the door open. Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward and raised her eyes. There it was. Looking as amazing as it had all those years ago. Sure, the flower beds were overgrown with weeds, the path no longer clear to walk along, but she could see it. The bench stood there, surrounded by beautiful wild rose bushes.  She slowly took frail steps to the bench, felt the wind-worn wood and sank down. “My secret garden,” she whispered, then closed her eyes… forever….

Not sure… What do you think…?

32 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. calensariel's avatar calensariel
    Aug 03, 2015 @ 20:31:04

    Oh that is so lovely. The end is perfect for the piece. I especially liked “wind-worn wood.” Great job!

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  3. kritsayvonne's avatar kritsayvonne
    Jul 30, 2015 @ 21:49:58

    Love it! I want to know why, how and what next. Perhaps you’d best make it into a novel. X

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  4. Erika's avatar Erika Kind
    Jul 29, 2015 @ 20:37:14

    Oh Ritu, this is just beautiful how you put this song into words. What a perfect combination, one caresses the other. Lovely!!!!

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  5. Judy E Martin's avatar edwinasepisodes
    Jul 29, 2015 @ 19:05:35

    Oh I think it’s lovely 🙂

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  6. Wafflemethis's avatar wafflemethis
    Jul 29, 2015 @ 18:58:44

    I think it’s brill sis it’s better than what I’ve come up with so far☺

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