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#86: Springtime Flowers

March 21st may be considered the first day of Spring by many, but Mother Nature doesn't always agree. Depending on where you live, the daffodils could be showing their sunny faces or still hibernating under frozen soil.

For me, it’s usually a mix. Here you can be wearing shorts one day and shoveling snow the next, but one thing is consistent: as soon as the weather warms up, I’m bursting outside to gulp down that fresh air and watch the world come back to life. This week, regardless of what the weather actually holds, let’s celebrate the season of rebirth and renewal. After all, in our imaginations the sun can always be shining and the birds can always be chirping!

This week's prompts

Set your story at a park during a spring festival.

Spring – 82 stories

Write about a character coming out of a long hibernation (either literal or metaphorical).

Spring – 158 stories

Write a fairy tale about someone who can communicate with woodland creatures.

Kids – 168 stories

Start your story with one character pointing out the first sign of spring to another.

Spring – 107 stories

Write a story where flowers play a central role.

Spring – 278 stories

Stories

“The city of roses ” by MARIA PAPAMARGARITI

Submitted to Contest #86

The winter was harsher than what people could remember. The temperature kept falling and the sun seemed to have forever hidden in his castle, with no intention to come and visit his friends, the playful clouds, even for a quick hide and seek onto the grey yard of the sky.Life kept running in its daily errands, covered in a blanket of depression. Time had already sent the order for the weather to be milder, but the command had been neglected. The calendar was in March, yet the freezing cold did not leave its fortress.The older ones had starte...

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“When A Flower Blooms” by Jazmin Galloway

Submitted to Contest #86

Silky russet hair falls into opaque eyes. Dark calloused hands work fertile, brown soil, of a matching color, up against a moss green stem. A honey scent flows downwind, blowing in from the meadow. Nasmi raises her hand above her eyes and shields them from the glow of the sun. Like the wind, her presence is fleeting in and out of existence. A woman who was once ever-present in the world with a cheerful smile, and eyes full of hope, now looked at nothing in front of her and cared not to remember anything behind her. The villagers carry on a...

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“Flower Power” by Andrew Fruchtman

Submitted to Contest #86

The flowers stopped arriving in early December, nearly four months after her husband, Harry, had succumbed to the Coronavirus. Harry had been a robust man of sixty-four who still maintained a full head of hair, albeit bordering on white. Leah, his wife, would call him her Silver Fox and after forty years of marriage it still made him blush. Erect back and spry steps gave him the appearance of a younger man, but he knew that even a few years younger was still old. No matter, he intended to keep working till h...

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“The Tale of A Dancer and A Singer ” by Jovon D

Submitted to Contest #86

In front of the wooded fortress lies a sea of red roses that stretched over a mountain and ended before a forest. On every petal was a droplet that slowly moved its way to the center of the stigma. A blue butterfly with white spots lands in the center of the rose and collides with the droplet. Neither party was at war with each other nor served to nourish the roses. It flew away, knocks over old petals, and heads to the forest. As the sun shines over each rose, a wind emerges, lifting withered petals into the sky, and maintains attitude. The...

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“Trailing Swamp Tulips ” by Christian Hinrichsen

Submitted to Contest #86

Trailing Swamp Tulips Jordero, Spring Festival The party returns to the fairgrounds of the Spring festival of Chauntea. Agnes greets the party but spots several commoners being escorted to the triage tent of the spring festival. Merrill joins Druid Waite as the two reports of the events of the previous day. Uncertain in what to say Agnes expresses concern to the party-goers. “I am sorry the Cockatrice acted strangely but ` you must have stumbled across its lair. I am sorry we had three commoners injured by the attack. But in Chauntea f...

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“Angeline” by Ren Laurens

Submitted to Contest #86

She’s not wrong. I am nothing if not rare. Still, Angeline bugs me to no end. Do you know how incredibly infrequent people like you are, Ben? It’s a blessing you were born. Yes, yes, Angeline, a blessing. As if I weren’t aware. My whole life, my whole existence, a blessing. A blessing should still be allowed to be a cynic though. A blessing should still be able to laugh at the world. So when Angeline comes to me with her gratefulness nonsense, I’ll tell her, Do you know, Angeline, what it feels like to wake up with a hundred noisy people cro...

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“Look At The Flowers” by Joyce Schook

Submitted to Contest #86

They greet you at the local café. They are the first things you notice as you enter your supermarket. Their beautiful hues of fuchsia, violet, orange, gold and emerald greens await you before you make it to the check out line. This is exactly what you needed on this cool and windy first day of spring. They smell just as amazing as they look. You breathe in their fragrant scent and try to chose just one. But each one is lovelier than the next. You have made your decision. You reach down and lift two bundles from the green plastic cones in whi...

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“Unnatural Love😍” by HASWANTH KIRVAN

Submitted to Contest #86

Once upon a time two brothers Damon and Stephen came to palace in search of work. Somehow they both landed a job in service of the King. They both were happy when they got Job. Every time Stephen wants to share his feelings with someone other than his brother. But, unfortunately they parents were dead when he was 6 years old. Damon won't talk much with anyone. He just take care of his brother and mind his own business. On the first day of their work the guards show the king's room and their rooms for to live. The king's room ve...

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“Among the Flowers” by Lori Koenig

Submitted to Contest #86

She was not a morning person. Not by sentiment. Not by culture. Certainly not by habit, as she could often be found, blanket swaddled, cuddling with her mattress until the mid morning hours. Drooling on her pillow was the norm of her wake up routines, and hitting her snooze button several times became a most regular occurrence. It had always been this way, as she often took a while to fall to sleep and once there, would succumb to nightmares which woke her, then it was back to fitful sleep again. On one occasion...

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“My Weird Date with "her"” by Ruhi Nishat

Submitted to Contest #86

Quick-witted narrowed red eyes seemed somewhat tipsy, uncombed and rumpled streaky hair delineated his "Wake-up" story all night. Dressed in a ruffled white night suit, he sat down proclaiming the chair opposite to his father. Mr. Brown - "Good morning!" Did you tussle all night?" (Mr. Brown emphasized on tussle) "How was your project?" Harry - "As usual, although Katherine committed to producing work that meets high…" Mr. Brown was friendly and ready to gab at all times about just about anything, loquacious, talky, and likely to you...

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“Buttercup Braids” by Hannah Fransen

Submitted to Contest #86

I remembered the days in the schoolyard, sitting on the grass with my friends. The sun shone brightly on the uncovered blacktop, so it would quickly become too hot to the touch for the bare legs that stuck out under our skirts. We would run towards the fence as soon as recess began, specifically the far right corner, where the weeds grew freely, having won the battle for territory over the groundskeeper, whose riding lawnmower could not quite fit. From there we rooted through the tall grass for dandelions, both the kinds that dawned bri...

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“The Dying Flower” by Georgia Burtt

Submitted to Contest #86

My mother never spoke to me anymore unless she was telling me how I was a mistake and when she did, I could smell the rancid scent of strong whiskey on her breath and choked on the stench of rotten flowers radiating from the excess of expired perfume. Her blue eyes, now cloudy from years of cigarette smoke and never seeing the light of the sun, would stare at me, full of resentment and loathing. She always told me that if it weren’t for me, she would have been the most famous artist, a painter of unimaginab...

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“The blooming beauty of life” by Jaymie R

Submitted to Contest #86

The golden sunlight beamed through the large window behind the couch stirring up the dimness of the living room into a glow. It glazed the television and kissed Flora’s blush shoulders exposed by her tank top. She shielded her eyes as she rested her arm on the warm velvety cushion and gazed at the empty street and lush lawns. The snow had finished melting a few weeks ago and began the start of a damp, sweet smelling season. Just below the window, where Flora peered out of, almost out of sight from inside was a collection of carnation...

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“The Night Flower and its Delusional Petals” by Vijay Krishna

Submitted to Contest #86

The Night Flower and its Delusional Petals The beautiful grandiose garden filled with ornate flamboyant flowers welcomed the spring season in an ostentatious mode of fashion. Every flower in ‘Garden of Heaven’ was blossoming, smiling and were spreading sweet odours to each snouts of living creatures enduring in an alluring hill station of Yercaud. Excepting from the sporadic type family of Sun flower, a Flower plant known as ‘Moon Flower’ looked worried, broken and hopeless. Moon flower plant bloomed large sized t...

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“THE LIFE OF BEA” by Alison Clayton

Submitted to Contest #86

A story of flowers? What could be better than the life of Bea? Bea did not remember the beginning of her life but it had involved a lot of pampering. She knew this because in retrospect, her life as far as she did recall, had included a lot of looking after the other newborns although newly laid would probably be a more appropriate word to use. On her real entry into this world, when she had first seen the light of day with her five eyes, her task had been to clean out her cell, ready for its next occupant. Shoved into adulthood at the prec...

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