Friday, February 20, 2015

Flash Fiction Friday ~ Last Night...

You know what today is? Certainly not Hump Day but Flash Fiction Friday! One photo prompt and a limit of 100 words--less is fine, more is verboten. So, the beauty below is our common inspiration photo for today. A group of wildly talented authors uses it as a basis for a story, any kind of story.

This is such a beautiful photograph, I went to the dark side. Leave a comment then please visit all the other authors and see what she inspired in them to write.

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Last Night...
She was among the procession of virgins about to open the Renaissance Faire. She smiled inwardly, silently, at her duplicity. For today, she was a virgin no longer.

Last night…

She sat not in a bed of poppies but one of satin and sweat; he used her hair ribbons to secure her limbs to his alter. Her necklace of carnelian beads was silver and black leather buckled securely around her neck and the flowers adorning her hair today were manly fists of fingers and curls.

Last night…

With each knot and buckle, her smoldering hunger was unleashed, setting this collared dove free. 
© Muffy Wilson


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8 comments :

  1. Naughty 'virgin' - but I suspect she had fun.

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  2. Great use of language and I love the comparison between the costume. Beautifully executed.

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  3. Beautifully descriptive flasher. Extremely sensual and showing her happiness after the happenings last night. Love it

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  4. Mmm so beautiful. I love how you detail your words. So soft and sweet and erotic. I bet she has a grin on her face as she enters the faire. I know that night will be a night she will never forget. Beautiful flash. :)

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  5. Beautiful! Your writing is so poetic, and your subtle use of metaphor masterful. Love this piece :-)

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