There was snow all around, but her houme was a haven for spring. Around the little cottage the grass was green, and the air was scented with primroses and bluebells. Birds flitted here and there, and petals floated down from the cherry trees, echoing the snow falling on the fields and hills all around.
Spring would come in the outside world, and for a few days her garden would be aligned with the land. Summer would leave it behind, and she would watch wistfully as wild roses blossomed in the hedgerows, and fledgelings left nests. Cherries ripened in the orchards, but not in her garden. Autumn brought blackberries, ripe apples, and leaves turning gold and amber, drifting down to form great carpets of colour, but her garden remained green and fresh and young.
She sighed, and turned away from the window. Would she have chosen eternal youth if she had known that it would be this lonely? She ran her fingers through her long, dark hair, and glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her skin was smooth, her eyes were bright. She smiled.
Yes. She would make this choice again.
This is for Sue Vincents #writephoto prompt.Β
That’s a fabulous concept, Sarah… I think I would prefer my changing seasons though, to eternal spring.
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Ancient and creaky as I am now, if giving this choice in the spring of my life, I think I would have chosen it too.
As I am a happy introvert, I don’t think I would experience loneliness. But would I experience the pain of this world, how we hurt it and ourselves – I know I would, and wonder if I could stand it forever…
So maybe it is best to grow old after all…
Have a wonderful Christmas/holiday!
Anna :o]
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Well, it’s nice to wonder, but as we have no choice we might as well appreciate getting older! I must have been feeling wrinkly when I wrote this…
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As long as she didn’t have to spend her eternal youth on Ilkley Moor in December π
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You just made me laugh out loud!
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Well, it would certainly make me think twice π
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Wonderful concept – if I had to chose I would go with Spring too π
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Really? No summer evenings? No strawberries? No crisp frosts? Maybe. But she has isolated herself from the world. That’s a hard bargain to make.
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Maybe the summer, but you can keep the winter – I get enough of that already π
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How interesting. My character is immortal (or all but) as well, but my interpretation of winter to spring is very different. Nice interpretation of the prompt.
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Thank you. I need to do a bit of reading now!
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I wouldn’t mind being cut off from the world, and living in spring, as long as I had a never-ending supply of books, food and drink π
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Interesting idea. I think she’s a bit creepy though.
Spring is beautiful, but part of it’s wonder, I think, is that it comes after winter. I miss my young body, but I’ve had wonderful experiences since the spring of my life.
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Well, I hoped people would think she had it wrong!
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I appreciate the positive vibes that this story emits! Loneliness is just a state of mind that can be shrugged off. π
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