It’s week twenty-two of the flash fiction challenge by Flash Fiction for Aspiring Artists, check out their blog and join in or read others’ posts and be inspired. With a busy writing schedule I’ve been trying hard to keep up with my blog and have been doing the bare minimum, but I hope by mid-August I’ll be back at it. For now a romantic-themed flash fiction piece as usual inspired in more ways than one.
Read mine below and feel free to leave a comment. Enjoy!
Martin had never been a fan of fancy parties. Idle gossip, uncomfortable shoes, debutantes and their eager mothers. Why hadn’t he married yet? Fear of the mother-in-law—he never said that. But it was all worth it for the cigars and barrel-aged brandy.
He stepped onto the balcony. He wasn’t alone. “Pardon my intrusion.”
“Escaping?” A young woman stood in a simple white dress flared from her slender waist. A flowing white cape covering her bare shoulders. Pale skin luminescent beneath the moon. Icy blue eyes on his.
“What? Uh, yes.”
She giggled. Smitten, Martin chatted, forgetting about how much he hated these parties.
“I have to go,” she said when the night ended.
“Odette.” And then she slipped through the balcony door.
Martin gave chase, losing her at the banquet table where an ice sculpture of a swan stood. Where has my swan princess gone? He mused then went off in search of her.
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