Snowy remembrance

This is a story for Friday Fictioneers, which is hosted by Rochelle. Every week you are challenged to write a 100 word story based on a photo.

Thanks to Dale Rogerson for this week’s photo and also to Rochelle for hosting the challenge.

Thanks to all the readers for their time, too.

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

“Meg! Be careful!” said Louise.

Meg’s chuckles and footsteps echoed all around the place. Her new teddy was the reason for her happiness. Louise was tucked inside the couch. The fire emitted a warm glow. Their voices sounded comforting.

The snow was falling outside. The landscape… a fairy tale.

Suddenly I feel the chilly breeze. There is no fire for warmth. Numbness is seeping inside me.

Things are turning steely white. Memory…voices…faces…smiles…all are fading… I try calling them but they are distant.

A ball of yellow light shines from afar. I think, it’s a sun but I know it’s not.


10 thoughts on “Snowy remembrance

      • No worries, Norma. I don’t have lots of time either, and I’m sure you don’t. What I like about Rochelle’s and the other weekly prompts is that, if nothing else, you get a portfolio chock-full of jumping-off points if you want to continue a short story (or even novel or novella someday). Best wishes to you and yours . . . btw, are your plants doing okay? 🙂

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      • Yes, that’s very true. I agree with your viewpoint. 🙂
        Thanks for asking Leigh, my plants are doing good. My chilly plant is growing lots of chilies. 🙂

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