Inspiration from Lisa Rae Winant's painting: Walking Up A Small Hill
“You didn’t wish for anything?” the boy asked, eyeing the mildew-colored ribbon in the girl’s hand.
“I did,” the girl replied, looking around at the quiet chaos overtaking the once peaceful village.
“Yours gives you two wishes?” the boy accused, remembering how his own wheat colored ribbon turned to dust after making his wish. “She never gave anyone else two wishes,” the boy added with anger and jealousy.
“No,” the girl answered. “I have one wish, but she couldn’t grant it.”
“That’s a lie,” the boy insisted, eyes narrowing. “The woman can turn the ribbons into anything your heart desires. Tell me what you wished for.”
“I wished,” the girl answered after what seemed an eternity of silence to the boy. “I wished that the woman never walked up our small hill.”
Wow. Incredibly short and powerful. Nicely done!
ReplyDeleteI would love to know what inspired you to write this story. I really liked it and I also really like your Cocoa Cow! You are really talented.
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