August 22, 2023, prompt: Write a story about the arrival of the weather in 99 words (no more, no less). It can mean any kind of weather event, meteorological or mythological. Is the weather personified, random, or calculating? Where does it arrive? Is it typical or epoch-changing? Who is involved? See August 22: Story Challenge in 99 words for more details.
The Final Breaths Of Summer – by Hugh W. Roberts
Amidst the flags, my town celebrated love, welcoming the weather’s arrival that marked the final breaths of summer. Hearts bloomed like the June flowers.
Couples, regardless of gender, held hands, their love as natural as the warm sun that had kissed their cheeks.
But, like people, the weather could be erratic.
A sudden storm darkened the sky, raining on the love. But as resilient as a rainbow after the rain, love persisted.
Together, we weather life’s disruptions, proving that love knows no bounds, no matter the storm. It always shines as brilliantly as the sun emerging from the clouds.
Written for the 99-word flash fiction challenge hosted by Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch.
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Love can weather many a storm as long as two hand in hand like ying and yang walk it as one. X I loved this.
Thank you for your lovely words on one of my very first blog posts.
This really explains the rainbow symbol. Beautifully done.
I’m glad you think so, D. I must look into why the LGBTQI community adopted the rainbow flag.
I loved this line: “their love as natural as the warm sun that had kissed their cheeks.”
I pray that your words in this story one day become the norm and the way everyone lives life.
I do hope so, one day soon, Michael. It’s heartbreaking to think people are horrible to others simply because they are different.
Lovely Hugh. The rainbow after the rain
Your words remind me of a song, Brenda – Sunshine After the Rain. Now, I’ll be humming it for the rest of the day.
Hehe. Is that a good or bad thing. But I think you’ve returned the favour and it’s in my head too. Nor a bad thing for my lesson planning/focus
A beautiful story Hugh :)
Thanks, Debby.
Lovely!
Thank you.
You’re welcome.
Beautiful story, Hugh!
Thank you, Eugi.
My pleasure, Hugh.
Wonderful 💜💜
Thank you.
A positive outlook on summer’s end, Hugh!
I’m glad you think so, Terri. We have a public holiday on Monday in the UK, which officially marks the end of the summer season. It’s the final public holiday before Christmas Day.
Like our Labor day, Hugh, usually the first Monday in September. Our next public holidays are veterans day, then the two Thanksgiving holidays. All three in November.
Wonderful! 😊👏👏
Thank you.
Love really is a beautiful thing!
I agree. A world without love is an empty world.
What a lovely and sweet story, Hugh. A bit out of character, though. :)
Yes, sometimes my mind goes a different route, Liesbet. It all depends on what the prompt for the story is.
So nice to end the week with a beautiful thought. Thanks Hugh.
You’re welcome, Dan.
That’s lovely, Hugh.
Thanks, Cathy.
Love this Hugh! Beautifully done. 😍🌈🏳️🌈❤️
Thank you, Michelle. 🌈