Another installment of Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. 100 words or so based on the image below. Click on the link (after this piece) and come join us!
When The Moment Was Lost
Beyond the garden maze, Sonya could see the gazebo; beyond the gazebo, Weeping Willow Swamp. It was spring. The scent of wild magnolia and wisteria wafted in the air. Spanish Moss swayed gently in the breeze.
Sonya joined the other women for a quiet meditation. They walked within the maze. Later, they made their way, single file, to the gazebo. There were seven of them. Inside the gazebo, the women formed a circle and held hands.
One of them sneezed. Sonya giggled. The spell had been broken. In the end, they decided just to drink some wine and trance dance.
Ellespeth
photo prompt © Melanie Greenwood
Views From A Poet 
Good story, Ellespeth. People who want to drink and enjoy it should just do those things. Why do they need an excuse? I could never understand that attitude. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne
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I love the atmosphere you set at the start – lovely imagery. And the endng’s superb. What fun they would have had trance dancing – that is such a funny phrase.
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Thanks, Margaret. I learned the term, several years ago, from my husband’s daughter. It is a funny one…sounded like wine would help.
Ellespeth
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Wine is always a good option. Good story.
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I’ll toast to that!
Ellespeth
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Ha… You can only take so much peace before your sneeze.. And better wine than whine. 😉
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Spring, near wetlands or swamps, isn’t the best time to plan a silent mediation ceremony. I’m sure they were aware of this and so brought wine.
Thank for reading my work and for your comment, Bjorn.
Ellespeth
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P.S. Can you tell me what font you are using. It’s really nice!
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body text is Le Monde Journal and headings = Brandon Grotesque (horrible sounding font name)
Ellespeth
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Aww, I thought that’s what it was . Thanks! I’ve never liked that Brandon Grotesque name. Yucky, right? Some of these font names are so strange.
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I love this, Ellespeth. I want to walk among beyond the garden maze in the spring time with wisteria in the air, and especially take part in a trance dance. Perhaps they’ll cast another spell together.
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It’s a beautiful experience to walk in the wetland areas and a little trance dancing there would be lovely! Glad you enjoyed this piece, Amy.
Ellespeth
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Brilliant. Those seven were having a wonderful time. Time for me to buy a frock.
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Any old toga will do…
Thanks for passing by, Patrick.
Ellespeth
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Dear Ellespeth,
I’m always up for wine and dance. 😉 You set the tone well. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Me too 🙂 However, I prefer champagne. Thanks for reading and commenting, Rochelle.
Ellespeth
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I agree with the other commenters. It turned out the way it was suppose to. (I think).
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There were other alternative endings. I think this one is more spring like.
Ellespeth
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It was a nice ending.
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I think maybe it was a good thing someone sneezed.
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Me too.
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Me too. Just wish they’d have brought champagne. Thanks for reading this piece
Ellespeth
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I think you’re probably right, Dawn. Lord only knows what sort of mischief they’d have gotten into without a sneeze and a giggle.
Ellespeth
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A sneeze will always break the spell! I love that it all just turns into a party at the end. Great story. 🙂
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Yes. I’m certain pollen has interrupted many rites of spring. Hopefully wine and dancing will heal the allergy 😛
Thanks for reading and commenting on this one. btw, I shall visit your blog this week end – I have a special liking for fairies.
Ellespeth
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I like your ending Ellespeth.
Marie Gail
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Thanks, Marie Gail. What spring celebration would be complete without wine and dancing?
Ellespeth
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Very descriptive scene. Like the small ‘twist’ ending since I was expecting it to be more somber and possibly mysterious.
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Thanks, Charles. I did somber and mysterious last week 😛
These 100 word pieces are allowing me so much freedom. I know that sounds odd but…my poetry is so brief. I’ve been working on some sort of description of a Louisiana swamp and this brought me a little closer. Not sure I like the word ‘wafted’ though.
Ellespeth
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It’s a powerful word though. It gives a sense of gentle air movements and a scent.
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Trance dance sounds fine to me. 🙂
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When I first moved out to California, my husband’s daughter used to go to something called trance concerts – in San Francisco. I told him that sounded a bit odd to me and wondered, to him, about what might be putting them in a trance. I’m sure it wasn’t wine. Sigh.
Ellespeth
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Hah! A bit of meditation or some wine? I like the one they choose.
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Yes…I doubt they would later be up to a mindfulness meditation 🙂 Thanks for passing by to read this piece, Claire.
Ellespeth
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A peaceful scene which quickly turned into an impromptu party!
I love the excuses people make (meditation session, book club etc) when they really just want to get together and drink wine and have some fun 🙂
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Yes…that’s how those sorts of spring celebrations are – seriously intoxicating.
When I first moved out to California, I joined a book club. It was one of the most boring experiences of my life 😛 When I read your comment, I remembered that they served wine. I hate wine. I prefer to drink champagne.
Ellespeth
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