Thursday photo prompt #writephoto – Door

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photoprompt 23 june
She had lived in the village all her life and walked down this particular street at least once a week.
Funny how she had never noticed The Door before.
Usually observant, she was bemused how she could possibly have missed it, as it wasn’t exactly a small door, neither was it hidden from view behind wall climbing ivy as were so many others.
Strange.

Thinking no more of it, she continued to the market with her hand basket, looking forward to a wealth of fresh produce and if she was lucky, a warm cob loaf to go with the evening stew. The meat was already cooking in the pot over the fire in the kitchen.
Practically skipping under the sun of a glorious day, her mood happy and gay as it was her 16th birthday, she made her way to the vegetable barrow to make her selections.

Laden down, she started for home, again passing The Door en route.
It was slightly ajar, and she heard a gentle lullaby coming from within. She stopped to listen, and found herself familiar with the melody, an almost hypnotic ballad which affected her senses.
Coming over all giddy, she sat down on the step, and before long, felt a gentle hand on her shoulder.
‘Are you alright?’ the woman asked.
‘I think so. I don’t know what came over me I’m afraid. Too much sun I guess. I’ll just rest a while and then be on my way.’
‘Why not come in out of the heat and have a cool drink? I have a pitcher on the dresser.’
Taking the woman’s hand, she rose and followed her in.

As the door closed behind her, it blended into the stonework and disappeared.
On the other side, the woman cackled, shedding her concerned demeanor to reveal her true identity of a Sorceress and announced to her withered son
‘Another filly for you, Ivor. Sweet sixteen, and just ripe for the picking.’

This is in response to Sue Vincent’s photo prompt today over at Daily Echo.
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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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13 Responses to Thursday photo prompt #writephoto – Door

  1. TanGental says:

    doors are just awful things. You never know when they are going to spring up and bite you.

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  3. Wonderful and dark. A great piece. ☺

  4. noelleg44 says:

    Oooh. spooky – great take.

  5. lbeth1950 says:

    Oh,no! You will finish, won’t you?

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