Spell (Flash Fiction) by @diosarich

Good day, Hiver Fellows! I am grateful to be a part of the incredible #LifescapeTribeCommunity! Today I'm going to share with you the story I penned using my own photo of a freshly bloom rose taken from our garden. I hope you enjoyed it. It's only a figment of my imagination.

The torrential downpour has subsided, and it is no longer dripping wild. Amelia went downstairs and headed across their beautiful flower garden. Because the sun has risen, the plants and flowers dance to the rhythm of the gentle breeze of the wind. Amelia, too, dances and twirls amid the garden like a princess.

The weather is magnificent. Amelia carefully watches the newly budded flowers. As she went around, she had no idea it was nearly noon and that the heat of the sun on her crimson cheeks was churning. She resumed her visit around the garden, leaning in and picking a stem of rose. She chose to sit under the narra tree first. As she smelled the flowers, she closed her drooping eyes and went into a deep trance...

Rose petals were all over the ground. She wondered who had sprinkled and spread the exquisite flowers. She picked the petals and smelled them; she wondered why they looked poisonous but so lovely to her nose that it was like magic that brought her to a beautiful dream...

She felt a man appear. He softly carried her up and placed her on gold-covered grass, the man arranging her clothes and hair while lying like a "sleeping beauty". She had the impression that he was just staring at her. The man fell in love with her in light of her steady breathing and heartbeat.

The man approached her and kissed her on the forehead. Amelia awoke from lying down and gently opened her eyes. Amelia was taken aback by the man's Adonis-like physique and good looks. He grinned at her.

"Who are you?" Amelia inquired, "Where am I?"
The man declared, "You are in my kingdom."
Amelia was puzzled, "What?"
The man told her, "Let me assist you get up, and we will eat."
"I don't know what is going on... I don't even know you!" she remarked, perplexed.
"My name is Rodolfo."
"How did I get here? I have no idea!" Amelia murmured.
Rodolfo urged her, "Shhh... don't speak too much, dear."

He escorted Amelia to the dining table, where their lunch was waiting. Amelia was seated in a golden chair that he had pulled out for her. Rafael made a mouthwatering lunch for them.

After eating, Rodolfo stood up and took Amelia's hand so they could dance to a wonderful "love song". He hugged Amelia tightly and kissed her on the forehead. Amelia felt dizzy from consuming the wine. Rodolfo guided Amelia to a chair. He took the red rose and handed it to Amelia. Amelia smelled it and fainted...

Amelia! Amelia! Amelia!...get up! I've been looking for you as we're going to have lunch," her nanny stated...

Her nanny noticed that there were rose petals scattered around. "Amelia, why are there rose petals here? You wasted the roses"!

"Come on and your lunch will be cold." As they stepped out of the garden, Amelia saw the man standing near the Narra tree, smiling and waving.

"Amelia! Hurry, please!" Amelia dashed away, and when she looked back, the man had disappeared.

Real enchantment is a fresh type of connection that deepens the link between reality and consciousness, allowing it to blossom.

Was Amelia just dreaming? Or did she spend a moment with Rodolfo? What are your thoughts? Kindly share your playful insights.😊

Thank you for swinging by and checking out the post. Catch you on my next blog.

Namaste,
@diosarich💖

About The Author

A feisty artist and writer who balances her time penning poetry, soul-stirring content and flash fiction, sketching, and designing by using fresh blossoms, needlework, gardening, baking, and caring for her partially impaired vision Mom after her intellectually and physically challenged son passed away. She explores unexpected views that ignite her zest for life.