Prompt: The Garden

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Finally, my whole being seemed to say, I have found it. Brilliant red, unfolding triumphant, it bloomed only inches away.

I knew the consequences– all would be grave and gorgeous and irrevocable– but I was compelled. All the distance I had crossed and now to have my hand hovering breaths away from it…

Eyes tied to the rose, I could not stop. My fingers tingled as they reached out for the bold petals…

What happens next?

Finish this prompt in 500 words or less and email it to thespinningpen@gmail.com – selected prompts will be featured on our blog.

Good luck writers!

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