By the Lake

The skirt flowed along her legs as she danced among the flowers by the lake. Grace.

A wizard shouted, told her to leave. She twirled. Then flew. Away.

And the flowers wilted.


5 thoughts on “By the Lake

  1. Obviously, her grace added life and wellbeing. I could see the flowing skirt, a light material and very feminine. Wish I had a skirt like the one described.

  2. Pingback: NaPoWriMo – Day 14 – “Flowing With Affection” by David Ellis | toofulltowrite (I've started so I'll finish)

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