Tuesday 12 February 2013

Five Sentence Fiction - Purple

Lillie McFerrin's Weekly Flash Fiction Prompt - 'Delicate'

A perfect prompt for me! And this is where it took me:

He stood there after everyone had gone, staring down into the open earth at the purple shrouded coffin. He sniffed at the purple rose he held, and looked at it for a moment before letting it drop to join the others that had been thrown in; a perfect sea of purple love to carry her on her way.

He shivered and pushed his hands into the pockets of his heavy overcoat, hunching into it, trying to escape the icy wind. It was then he felt the ring in his pocket and his fingers traced the gemstones, seeing it in his mind’s eye, remembering how it got there. A single tear hugged his cheek as he remembered the amethyst and diamond ring he had bought for her on their 10th anniversary, just two days before her terminal diagnosis. 


  1. So sad, this was beautifully written & I just love the picture.

  2. think I'm going to cry now - you are really good at pulling the heart-strings <3

  3. Thanks girls. It's the dark side of me, I can't help it! Maybe I have a sad heart!

  4. Oh! As one who loves purple and wears an amethyst ring, the deep sorrow of this moment hit home. Well done!