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Moth on the Window

May 25, 2012

Moth on the Window

After the accident, Albert went to see Juliet every day, drawn to her.

“I am no longer beautiful,” she’d say and he’d disagree, but their conversations quickly settled like dust into silence, and he’d stare once again at the paintings on the walls, at the scenes that offered little if any comfort.

“I must tell you about what happened today,” he’d say, and go on about some office gossip he got only half right anyway.  But by then Juliet would be asleep, and Albert, weary from poring over numbers all day, would leave, only to be drawn back once again.

This is the photo prompt from Madison Woods:

Come up with a story, 100 words, more or less, based on the photo below.

27 Comments leave one →
  1. joannalazuliportals permalink
    May 25, 2012 2:18 am

    Aw, how poignant. I love that phrase: ‘settled like dust into silence.’

    Ours is here:

  2. rochellewisoff permalink
    May 25, 2012 2:43 am

    Not sure how this related to the photo prompt but it was a sweet story nonetheless.

    • May 25, 2012 2:03 pm

      Like the moth drawn to the light, he was drawn to her. Hope that makes sense. Thanks for stopping by.

      • rochellewisoff permalink
        May 26, 2012 2:16 am

        Ah Bach! Gotcha!

  3. May 25, 2012 3:13 am

    Until I looked at the picture again, I didn’t get it. And then I did. aw. Sweet.

  4. May 25, 2012 4:01 am

    Oh, so much going on here in the background, but so quiet in the front – really nice piece.

  5. TheOthers1 permalink
    May 25, 2012 4:37 am

    Sad. Her line about not being beautiful anymore about tore me up. The fact that he continues to come back says a lot about how he feels about her. Nice job on this.

    My attempt:

    • May 25, 2012 1:51 pm

      I wanted to give her a line of dialogue that would stop him cold. Thanks for your appreciation.

  6. May 25, 2012 4:54 am

    So painful for each of them.

    Here’s mine:

  7. May 25, 2012 9:30 am

    How very, very sad. Like the tie in to the prompt, a moth to the flame, not quite sure why he kept coming back.

    Here’s mine:

    • May 25, 2012 1:58 pm

      Thank you for your comments. I don’t think he knew either–perhaps love, perhaps guilt, perhaps he felt he was doing some good. Perhaps like the moth, he was simply drawn to the light of her window.

  8. May 25, 2012 10:07 am

    Sounds like a tough love affair to me.

    Here’s mine:

  9. Lora permalink
    May 25, 2012 11:37 am

    I love the comparison betw. this man and the moth being attracted to the flame. I think he keeps coming back, not only because he may still in love with her but because he is an unhappy loner, not very articulate and she is a captive audience. The clue is in his solitary profession as a CPA or bookkeeper…working with numbers all day and tired of the boring office gossip. Terrific take on the prompt. Here’s mine:

    • May 25, 2012 1:59 pm

      You present an interesting angle about him being a loner. That could very well be. Thank you for your insights.

  10. May 25, 2012 1:44 pm

    Absolutely beautifully done, an exquisite piece, so subtle, with only the indirect reference to the prompt. Captures the sadness of age, the bonds of intimacy, with great poignance, all in 100 words.

    • May 26, 2012 12:36 pm

      Thank you Carlos for the nice compliment. I really appreciate your taking the time to stop by and comment.

  11. May 26, 2012 5:22 am

    What a touching story. Great sadness and love in such a few paragraphs. Mine is here:

  12. May 27, 2012 8:24 am

    Wow! That was stunning! Took me a few seconds to understand the “Moth to a flame” reference. But it is so well told. Really impressive.
    Yours as ever,
    For those who haven’t stopped by yet, here I am:

  13. Madison Woods permalink
    May 27, 2012 6:16 pm

    I found it sad 😦 I felt sorry for him because he keeps coming back, tries, but gets so little in the way of return. The connection was clear to me from the first read-through.

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