The hunt begins
Holding
the rose, which had mysteriously appeared on the table, tightly in
her right hand Adreana
closed her eyes. Inhaling the aromatic, yet blood stained, petals,
she let a soft sigh escape from her lips as her heightened sense of
smell told her exactly who had left the flower, while she had been
sleeping.
Placing
the rose back on her dresser she smiled softly. If he wants to
play those games then I'm sure that can be arranged
she thought, before hurriedly dressing, opening her bedroom window
and leaping down to the street to begin her search.
©JSMorbius
7 comments:
Absolutely love your flash. Filled with longing and a touch of romance you wrote it so well
Oh, intriguing. I would love to read more :-)
Nicely done!
You really responded to the photo and so beautifully. Love it, Julez. xo
That gave me such a thrill and Like Doris, I too would love to read more of this.
The post created images and thoughts. I want to know more. Very well done, sir!
Ohhh my!! I am hooked. I want to know if she finds him, and if his scent will lead her to him quickly. Mmmm beautifully written and loved the way you worded this story. :)
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