Welcome to my Take Seven compilation which incorporates all 21 words (or derivatives) from the Three Things Challenge for the past week.
You are most welcome to join in using as many or all of the words too. Just pingback to this post and then leave a link to your post in the comments so that I can see it and respond directly.
As always, have fun, and I hope you enjoy this week’s effort, which is a conclusion to last week’s story.
Today was her birthday, but for her no party or special treats to share with her friends. Her world was beautiful and serene, but she was in it alone bar animals and birds for company. Blue skies and cotton clouds drifted overhead like stepping stones on a rippled tide.
To quench her thirst, she dipped her hand into the gentle running water cascading around her naked toes. She lifted her cupped palm to her lips and felt the cool liquid soothe her dry throat.
She had to blink against the bright sunlight, shielding her face with her forearm, but it was relentless. Even in the shade of the huge elm there was no respite, then suddenly it was gone and she felt herself relax.
Soft classical music filtered through her head and recognising the song, she began to sing. It felt so good, her voice having been silenced for so long.
The birds temporarily stopped their chatter to listen, a captive audience to something novel and before unheard. Their gentle accompaniment enhanced her melody as her voice echoed through the trees, until it was just a faint memory on the breeze and lost in time.
The tear slipped down her cheek unnoticed as the nurse went scurrying off to get the doctor. The rhythm of the machines had changed, and a shaky hand raised itself from the bed.
‘Mother?’ she said croakily. ‘I’ve just had the weirdest dream……………’
Her prayers had been answered.