I just realized that this is my seventh (if I did not read wrong) six-sentence story.
I originally wanted to write a poem but lost track. I couldn’t make it long or short enough to qualify.
So I ended up with this, Ember has loved a man through poetry but the man doesn’t know Ember.
the prompt was created by our wonderful girlieontheedge
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers
PROMPT WORD: LABYRINTH
Other stories can be found here
Ember – a six-sentence story
At night, when Ember lies down in her bed and listens to the rain softly running down her skylights she travels the worlds unknown to men.
Tonight was no exception; she was running in a maze to find her prince, a man she hardly knew but a face he had.
Yes, it was a face she knew all too well, ahem… in fact, if she were to go blind she could easily paint every little frown line around his eyes while capturing the worlds behind them and frame the masterpiece with the hands she longed to rest her heart in as well.
Her heart, such a weird little thing it was, holding the love of a poet in a left chamber and the rage of a woman in the right, it just kept beating as if the pain she had felt throughout her life was nothing but a little annoying insect.
But there, through the vines of the labyrinth walls, tattered and torn her dress… it was, her lover didn’t know her name in law.
Was it love after all that rhymed?