The image below is from Janek-Sedlar at DeviantArt and is the subject of Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.
For the visually challenged writer, the image is of two bare, misshapen trees deep inside a forest.
For months, she had followed them and watched their dalliances, seething in the undergrowth as their unbridled passions were spent.
Could he not see her love, hear her beating heart, feel her body burning?
It was unfair!
Stealing herself away from the copse, she turned to the old ways of witchcraft.
Gathering what was necessary, she returned to her hovel and set to work.
It was a time for celebration, the warm rains could not diminish their joy.
With arms raised high, the two jived and danced under the leafy canopy.
In a few months, there would be the cry of a newborn, and their world would be complete.
Such was their abandon, they did not notice a pair of watching eyes, green with envy and dark with malice.
The liquid had been sprinkled in readiness around their special place.
Words were whispered, calling upon the dark forces to rid her of her rival.
The joyous melody faded, leaving the echo of brittle bark as the two figures reached for each other, bound together in eternity as they hardened and became one with the forest.
The silver glimmer retreated into the foliage, not strong enough to eradicate the spell completely, but with enough magic to ensure the two lovers would always be together.
The final ounce of her power was tossed into the bracken turning the assailant to stone with a silent scream.