Friday, November 11, 2011

Birth of the Ghost Flower


Here is this week's Friday Fiction's picture. Madsion is challenging us but I love this story even if I say so myself:

The Ghost Flower

                                               Birth of the Ghost Flower
Every one hundred years and only during a blue moon, the mysterious Dalfine joins with her lover, the golden-flamed griffin, Hector.
Hunted for her magic coat of rose petals and dove feathers, Dalfine found sanctuary in the nooks and crannies of Hector’s Shadow Mountain but at great sacrifice. Lonely and sad she’d cry silent tears and wish upon the stars for someone to love.
Longing for a soul-mate as well, Hector followed the trail of iced crystals only to find the beautiful Dalfine weeping by the water’s edge.  Their souls merged as one.
The ghost flower was born.   
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11 comments:

  1. AnonymousNovember 11, 2011 at 7:20 PM

    Oooohhhh, Ruth I got chills reading this. Very nice, I like a lot.

    Thanks for running with the Friday Fictioneers today :)

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  2. Douglas MacIlroyNovember 11, 2011 at 11:24 PM

    Hi Ruth,

    Madison's right. Well done with this story. A Friday Fictioneer is born.


    Aloha,

    Doug

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  3. Luna ZegaNovember 12, 2011 at 12:20 AM

    Okay, I was going to give next week's picture a try, but no way I'm going to after reading this. It's brilliant! And once again, I'm jealous of your talent!! :-)

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  4. RuthNovember 12, 2011 at 7:47 AM

    Luna,
    Please write next week. It is so much fun and every story I've read connected to the pictures is great. I love how everyone comes up with something different. You are a talented writer and I can't wait to see what you come up with.
    Thanks so much for your comment.

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  5. RuthNovember 12, 2011 at 7:48 AM

    Doug.
    Thank you!
    Aloha.

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  6. RuthNovember 12, 2011 at 7:51 AM

    Madison,
    Friday Fictioneers is a brillant idea. I'm having a blast with it. Usually flash fiction gives me fits but not yours.
    As I mentioned before, the song "Wildfire" gave me the inspiration for this week's story. Funny, isn't it? Wildfire has nothing to do with the ghost flower, but that one line, "She rides down from Yellow Mountain" stuck in my head and the story just took shape. Ya' just gotta love that!

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  7. Jan MorrillNovember 12, 2011 at 9:52 AM

    Ruth, this is beautiful. One of my favorites of your writing. You have to expand this one into another Wild Rose Press story!!!

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  8. Jan MorrillNovember 12, 2011 at 9:53 AM

    AND . . . get back to Dixie! I hear her crying all the way at the farm!

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  9. RuthNovember 12, 2011 at 11:35 AM

    Jan,
    Good idea about converting this over to another paranormal romance for WRP!
    Yes, I hear Dixie as well. I plan on getting with her this weekend.
    Thanks for the comment.

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  10. AnonymousNovember 14, 2011 at 7:41 AM

    A grand love in a small flower, lovely. Robin

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  11. RuthNovember 14, 2011 at 4:44 PM

    Thank you, Robin.

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