Before me, my destiny. Ahead, the colonnade, bestrewn with offerings of the lucky few. I stood, decorated crystal vase in hand. Within, a host of freesias and orchids, their delicate hues and subtle fragrance assailed my eyes and ears. To my left stood former suitors to the Demi-goddess within. Medusa.
50 wordThursdays #23 #Homage to danger
Filed under Alternative history, faith, Flash fiction, Inspired by fable, Self compositions
Gosh, I’ve never thought of freesias and orchids as tributes to Medusa. But it all scans perfectly right
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