Post 1466. Wednesday March 1
She wandered in the meadow, long grass caressing her feet. ‘Reach for the sun and cast aside the clouds’ a voice whispered in her head. All around, butterflies danced, as birds whistled sweet melodies. A waterfall splashed a thousand sparkling crystals into the air, and the slender branches of a tree stretched skyward. Her heart was filled with blissful hope. ‘Reach high, reach far, and you shall touch paradise’ the voice breathed. She reached higher and higher, hands held open in eager anticipation. The suns’ warm rays kissed her palms. Then she tripped on a rock, fell and broke her arm. ‘I’ll call an ambulance’ the voice sighed.
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and for her inspiration photo.