“Painting Clouds,” #FlashFiction

It’s been a long time since I’ve had the time or presence of mind to write some flash fiction. I’ve yearned for this weekly challenge from Carrot Ranch much like someone would miss chatting with an old friend. So, hello my old friend, Carrot Ranch. I’m glad to be back!

The June 27, 2019, Carrot Ranch prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that involves paint. It can be fresh, peeling or in need of a coat. What is being painted and why? Go where the prompt leads! Respond by July 3, 2019.

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I measured the pigments into the old jelly jar using an ancient long handled spoon used only for my spell casting rituals. Slowly, I dribbled rain water from the last storm into the vessel and stirred with a clockwise motion. My eyes snapped shut as the colors swirled behind my lids pulsing with a life energy that desired recognition.

The contents of the jar spewed forth in a magnificent arc of light gracefully materializing into the shape of a rainbow – a manifestation of the divine. I smiled, content to paint the clouds with the stuff dreams are made of.

57 thoughts on ““Painting Clouds,” #FlashFiction”

    • Ohhhh… I had goose bumps just reading that D. That refraction of light – that is the magic for sure. I’m convinced the veil thins between our worlds at those times. What we see is the divine. It’s truly amazing. <3

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