[Part 1 of this tale was posted last week here ]
Hiding behind the heavily scented flowers, he felt a sense of calmness surround him.
His mind wandered to the first time he had seen her – in another waterfall that also served as a portal to Hell.
He never asked nor knew why she was banished from earth, even after she had taken their son away from him.
Suddenly he realized that she was no longer visible from his position.
He padded along the rocks, trying to find another spot to keep her in his sight.
Before he could settle again, he heard her standing behind him, “You look older”.
Inspired by Crimson’s creative Challenge (Image) , Six sentence story (pad) and Twiglet
A different view, a different direction
behind the door,the secret treasure
Eyes closed, I see you here with me,
Two clocks , two zones, two thoughts,
a single hope – love will guide us home.
Inspired by Twiglet , Wednesday Verses & In other words
The old one
Dressed in crispest beige
Tales of my childhood home
Living in that joy
The mention of beige on the Twiglet prompt reminded me of my grandmother who did not like to wear pure white as is the norm for widowed ladies in the old times in India. She rather wore some beige , browns and pale greens in crisp cotton salwaar-kameez. This shadorma is for her.