ThePavilion100-word Flash Fiction

This week’s story is inspired by this photograph provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

This week, I’m offering a follow-up to my previous stories (Faint memories and Pourquoi moi?). I hope you enjoy it. For those of you who might have been waiting for the third installment, I apologize for the delay. It has been a busy few weeks.

Puffy white flakes drifted and clung to Victoria’s lashes and the faux fur of her parka. She blinked them away as she ascended the steps of the ancient pavilion.

Quiet dusk embraced her. The forest was silent. It was nearly time. She shivered in anticipation, barely noticing the cold. Would he be there this time? Maybe this time she could stay.

She stretched her arms out to her side and twirled three times as she gazed up to the ceiling.

She blinked again as pale yellow silk swished at her ankles and the tall man grasped her tighter.

“Yes,” she whispered.



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