Resting On A Memory

For now this memory would hold her, for now this memory was enough.  She sat for a moment in bliss, resting and recalling the sensation of the serene thrill that came before.

Within this memory, she could still dance to the music of her own giggles and sighs as they mixed with the hum of her companion speeding freely underneath her.  She pulsed with the memory of the motion, each wave of movement a crest toward forthcoming promise and destiny. A magical breeze whispered encouragement, and the generous torque lifting her spirit let her know that she was well on her way.  She was on top of the world as her oyster, and as it spun it did swirl into a silken pearl of fortune and gratitude.

This memory she savoured was a token of her good luck and a reminder to cherish each moment.  For now this memory would hold her, for now this memory was enough.  But as soon as the power came back on, she would jump back aboard for another sweet ride.

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Photo by Michelle Weber
*This blog was inspired by Michelle Weber’s call to action on The DailyPost wherein the challenge was to write a post inspired by this photo.

In a nutshell:
Weekly Writing Challenge: 1,000 Words
The challenge is called “1,000 Words” after the famous phrase, but don’t feel that you need to write that much (or that little) — however many words your story requires is the right number of words.

Thanks for the challenge, Daily Press! That was fun!
🙂 Love Kat

www.KatLeonard.com
@katbandoo

 

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