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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 Weight of a Petal” by Dino Lirios

Submitted to Contest #86

The wind rushing through her remaining petals was the best thing that Cynthia had felt in ages. Most of her memory was robbed and replaced with isolation in a dark tower, the looks of goblin wizards and evil generals salivating at the possibilities she held, and the slow steps toward death that came when one of her many petals were torn off to be used in experiments. In the back of her mind, she could remember thousands upon thousands of flowers just like her. Within the throng, she was with her family. Altogether, they swaye...

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“Gifts” by Emmett Wrighter

Submitted to Contest #86

You always brought me flowers. It didn’t much matter what the fight had been about. By the time I lifted my face from inhaling their scent, I had forgiven you. Do you remember when we decided on that? It was the very first time it had happened; I’ll always remember the day. For once, neither of us were right nor wrong. Just upset and pained and unable to stop feeling upset. “You know what?” you said. “Let’s make a deal.” I had to fight the effort to keep from sniffling again. I hated the feeling after crying, where my face would be all pu...

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“A Love So Dangerous” by Ashlyn Drewek

Submitted to Contest #86

TW: murder Chapter 1 A burst of bright red blood spurted out of the woman’s chest as the blade plunged between her breasts. Gasping, her hand clenched around the hilt of the knife. Her eyelids fluttered. She exhaled before slumping over the body of the male in front of her, already dead himself. “Stop!” Thea yelled, throwing her script down and raking a hand through her dark hair. She leaned closer, her voice lowering. “Please tell me it’s not as awful as I think.” “It’s not as awful as you think,” I w...

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“Rose of Viterbo” by Dewain Williams

Submitted to Contest #86

Rose of Viterbo By Dewain Williams Rose was only eight years old when she had the vision. Born and raised in Viterbo. The city she adorned. It was close to midnight when the vision came. Rose was dosing off while sitting on the couch looking at the pinch black sky. A beautiful woman appeared in all white and spoke. "Rose, speak justice to all despite their power, despite the strength and might they may have. Never give up and never quit. Let not your young age discourage you in your efforts. Be strong and smart and wise. Fear not any conse...

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“The Present” by Don Hunter

Submitted to Contest #86

The WhatsApp message came with a profile picture of a Jack Russell. It could only be my daughter. “Hi, Ronnie,” I said. “Please go and see Mummy's play.” "Are you going?" "Already seen it." I clicked on the link to a minimalist production of King Lear at a local theatre. I went on a Friday night and bought a beer for company. The audience consisted of grey-haired couples, the women in long skirts that occasionally flashed white trainers, the men in dark jackets and clashing cords. In 20 years I would be o...

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“It all started with an Amaryllis” by Gisela Gonzales

Submitted to Contest #86

Gisela Gonzales 3/24/2021 It was a time like no other, the summer has just begun. Nevertheless, I had high hopes for this summer. I mean, after all, you’re not a teenager for long, I must enjoy it while I can. Next year life will change, college will begin. This is my last summer stress-free. High school graduation was great. Those four years had gone by flying. It should be noted that I barely had time to reminisce over all the great memories I had created. To think I made great friendships in four years, can’t believe I came in ...

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“Trash Can Tillie” by Deborah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #86

This is a story about Trash Can Tillie. She was a tulip. Now you might wonder how Tillie came by her name. That is part of what this story is about so listen carefully to find out the answer. One day during all of God’s eternity, Tillie found herself in God’s Hands. She quivered when she heard His Voice speaking to her, felt His touch on her stem as He carefully held her. He said, “Tillie, may I use you to bring glory to My kingdom?” Amazing, thoug...

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“Spanning the Dandelion Queen” by Anton Crane

Submitted to Contest #86

“…loves me, loves me not, loves me, loves me…rats, I got two there. So that makes this one loves me, loves me not, loves me…” Ellie lay spread out on the grass, stealing glimpses of clouds between plucking pedals. The greenskeeper had been watching her for a while, waiting for her to move. He still needed to mow the grass where she lay. The woman looked very content, smiling at the weed she was holding. He hoped the sound of the mower would scare her away, but it didn’t. She had been laying there for at least two hours. While he had first se...

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“The Fable of the Moth and the Poppy” by Circus Freak

Submitted to Contest #86

The sweet scent of wild flowers mixed with the fresh and clean scent of the evening rain. Today was the first day of spring, and all the flowers will be blooming any minute now.The dawn rose over the mountains, making a golden crested scene. A breeze started to pick up, causing the stems of the flowers to sway lightly, back and forth.A small flutter of wings masked one small blooming bud. Small hands came out of the moth shaped figure to tend to the newly grown poppy bud. The warmth and bright rays of the sun began to sparkle over the cascad...

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“Weeds” by Morgana Longhorn

Submitted to Contest #86

Anna put the shopping bag down onto the large suede ottoman in her walk-in wardrobe. Hundreds of high-end clothing items, shoes, and accessories surrounded her, but in the bag were her very first second-hand items. She put them on one by one and inspected herself in the full-length mirror. The black dress had a broken seam in the hem, the strappy black shoes had large scuff marks from their previous owners, but at least the old pearl necklace was nice. I wish she could see me now, Anna thought. Some time ago, Anna gave up offering Ho...

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“Garden of Healing ” by B C

Submitted to Contest #86

Beads of perspiration formed on her forehead as Anna maneuvered around the narrow roads of London, swerving aside to let other impatient cars through, while avoiding the monstrous red buses altogether. Her eyes were alert for the occasional well-suited businessman dashing across the road; probably running late for one of his meetings. Only when she reached one of the junctions near Piccadilly Circus, could she stop at the red light and take a breather. “Why did I forget my documents at the office?” She scolded herself for having to rush back...

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“NEW BEGINNINGS” by Mary Quirke

Submitted to Contest #86

NEW BEGINNINGS My view was fixated on the front windscreen, which was being bombarded by countless Cherry Blossom petals hurtling towards it at ferocious speed. It resembled a pink candyfloss-like blizzard. The wipers on full throttle were fighting a losing battle. While one swipe left swished the petals off, the next pink avalanche was following closely behind and ready to descend. The taxi driver prattled on incessantly while I reluctantly inhaled the nauseating aroma of stale perfume from a previous passenger. The occasional grunt from m...

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“The Willow Maiden” by Alecznader Degraw

Submitted to Contest #86

Once upon a time, there was a young fairy with hair of fire and eyes an emerald glow. She holds her hand on her heavily pregnant belly, laying in a bed of Cowslips and Red campions, singing to her unborn children, (Dúlamán by Celtic Woman) "A 'níon mhín ó, sin anall na fir shúirí A mháithairin mhín ó, cuir na roithléan go dtí mé Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach Dúlamán na farraige, be'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn Tá ceann buí óir are an dúlamán gaelach Tá dhá chluais mhaol are an dúlamán maorach Bróga breaca dubha are an dúlamán gaelach Tá be...

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“Tulip” by Nat Whiston

Submitted to Contest #86

You will always find her, lost in thought alone on her marble seat every year; surrounded by Tulips. Everyone has a favourite season but Claire will always love spring because that's when she met him. She met the love of her life here, in the place created in the name of love. The memory still fresh in her mind like a beautiful picture. The sun was shining out over the city, Claire ventured out of her flat and the sun was killing her eyes; too much wine from the night before. Her bones ached and every movement took made her head throb, not f...

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“Lilacs and Sunflowers” by David Black

Submitted to Contest #86

Evangeline likes lilacs but she loves sunflowers. There is one remaining bush on our property. It stands near our front door.Those familiar with the Madison Valley in Southwest Montana, know that the wind blows often, and snow is very dry and loves to fly around with the wind. We used to have bushes around the house bordering the driveway. Those bushes acted as a wind block, and as the wind blew the snow on the ground, monstrous snow drifts were created around the house and across our driveway. Snow drifts are bad especially in or...

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Title: Flowering Walrus

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