The Light of her Life – Friday Fictioneers, November 2016

charmes

Anton is dying.”

The note from Hortense is terse, the icy subtext clear.  His former lover, Sasha is not welcome at the bedside.

Sasha would like to think Hortense has extended a courtesy; more likely though that Anton’s insecure young wife intends to perpetuate her rival’s suffering indefinitely.

She gazes out over the rooftops of Charmes.  The colourfully glazed tiles of Anton’s house glow vibrantly in the morning sun.

Will she sense when it’s over? How could she not?

Suddenly a gentle breeze stirs.  Cinnamon cedes to brown, dandelion dulls to ochre as emerald ebbs towards sage.

And Sasha knows.


Happy little soul, ain’t I?  Well, I did warn you about me and November.  On the move again today, driving back through France after a brief visit to ‘winterize’ the boat and prepare her for sale in the spring.  😦    The photo prompt this week was taken on one of our cruises a couple of years ago, in the pretty little town of Charmes, situated in the Vosges region of le Grand Est, between Nancy and Epinal.  Happy times!  Thanks to Rochelle as ever for her leadership of the Friday Fictioneers over the last four years.  The girl done good. 

 

 

About Sandra

I cruise the French waterways with my husband four or five months a year, and write fiction and poetry. I love animals, F1 motor racing, French bread and my husband, though not necessarily in that order.
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64 Responses to The Light of her Life – Friday Fictioneers, November 2016

  1. neilmacdon says:

    This is just beautiful, Sandra. Dark umber tones of melancholy and Sasha’s ambigous tease – will she know when it’s over. I know you meant Anton’s death, but I like to fancy she might mean the marriage, so her suffering will indeed be eternal

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  2. Dear Sandra,

    Here’s hoping your moving ordeal is soon over. Cheerful little piece. Nonetheless, breathtaking and well written. Thanks, as always, for your support.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. This is very beautiful Sandra. Hoping you feel better soon x

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  4. Iain Kelly says:

    Suits the mood of November, especially today! Well written and poignant.

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  5. The beauty of your writing is indescribable and undeniable. I bow to the master of words.

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  6. ceayr says:

    The only problem I have with your writing, Sandra, is my own lack of superlatives to communicate my admiration.
    This piece is subtle and moving, illustrating perfectly the power of love and loss.

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  7. Brexit writ large. Nice story. Most of these are pretty dark.

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  8. Very melancholic, and beautiful. Odd how yours and Neil’s (the only two I’ve read so far) and mine have people suffering in bed.

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  9. Sue says:

    As Claire has said…melancholic and (achingly) beautiful

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  10. Dale says:

    Hauntingly beautiful, Sandra. The descriptions were so poetic and lyrical. Loved it.

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  11. Lynn Love says:

    Gorgeous, sad and wistful writing Sandra. It’s a sad fact of life and loving that the feelings don’t always die with the relationship. Lovely.
    Good luck with selling the boat – the end of an era?

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  12. It’s a dark piece, that’s true but it is so peaceful, there is light in it.

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  13. paulmclem says:

    I could read the last two para’s over and over again. Perfect feel to the close of this piece.

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  14. Totally enjoyed the sights and feelings in this: the fading colors, the feel of a breeze. They add such depth to this piece.

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  15. The heart needs no presence. It has its own innate sense. Great, especially the changing colors!

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  16. Lizy says:

    I feel for Sasha. It is hard to grieve openly for someone you have loved in secret.

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  17. draliman says:

    Beautifully written, all the colour has gone out of her world.

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  18. gahlearner says:

    See, that’s what I mean when I speak about the beauty of November. I love how everything comes together here. The older lover’s remaining love, the vengeful young wife, and Anton’s spirit visiting where he feels most loved. The colour change makes it perfect.

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  19. Thanks for the colorful picture prompt this week, Sandra. Thanks also for explaining where it was taken. I’m always curious about that. Lovely story with its descriptions of the various colors. Grand writing as usual. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  20. Mike says:

    A beautiful piece of writing Sandra. So much said in so few words. A great read. Thanks.

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  21. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover says:

    A touching story. I would like to believe that Sasha did feel the lose loss of her lover.

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  22. An entire epic story, in these few words; it’s fantastic! “Cinnamon cedes to brown, dandelion dulls to ochre as emerald ebbs towards sage.” Oh, it blows me away.

    But no, how can you sell the boat? I dream of your adventures and travel along! Will you get a new boat, or are you done barging in? 😉 Wonderful story and photo, Sandra!

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    • Sandra says:

      Glad you enjoyed it Dawn. As for the boat… “there is a tide in the affairs of men…” And for us the tide takes us in another direction. We’ll hire a boat as and when we feel the urge from now on. Thanks for visiting Dawn.

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  23. Beautifully written, love the control of tone, sad but not mawkish and the imagery with colours? Fab!

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  24. You pack so many emotions in your short stories and always leave me wanting to read more. Well done, well done!

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  26. HonieBriggs says:

    Dear Happy Soul,
    This prompt is terrific. Your story is magnificent. The intensity and release are pitch perfect.
    With Gratitude,
    Honie

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  27. you tell so much more of the story than just these 100 words. Elegantly told, especially Anton’s passing. I know how it feels to know the moment a loved one has gone, despite not being there and you captured that perfectly

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    • Sandra says:

      I was torn between telling two stories to this prompt. One was the issue, which I’ve always found so hard to rationalise, of not being able to sense when the love of your life is gone. And the other was the ‘irrelevance’ of the other woman at such a time, and the grief associated with that. I wasn’t sure I’d done either well, to be honest. Thanks for your reassuring comment.

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  28. I love how you wove the colours into the story.

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  29. Michael Wynn says:

    Beautifully Autumnal on all levels. The dying of the light springs to mind.

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  30. Hello, and sorry to be late commenting… last week was exhausting… I especially love the way you dull the colors.

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  31. Margaret says:

    Bjorn’s beat me to it. I love the fading colour images too. The whole story is superb. Poor Sasha – but I feel a sense of acceptance at the end, and I suspect that Sasha is more at peace than Hortense. So much in your hundred words!

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