15 January 2013

Tuesday's Tales - Picture Prompt

 
Here is the picture for this week's Tuesday's Tales Prompt
 
My offering this week is a short snippet from a new WIP in a series of short stories.
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Like living frames, the pines flanked the view of the distant mountains from her window. Three years ago she’d crossed those snow-capped mountains and bought this former royal hunting lodge, and still didn’t know when cowardice or courage had driven her away from everything she held dear, and everything she’d lost.

She looked down at the horseshoe in her hand. No trace of the rust remained, now it caught a feeble ray of sunshine and glowed.

What a difference a day made! First when she lost her husband and son in a motorway pile-up and now the horseshoe that wasn’t there one moment and was the next.  How had she missed it sitting there on that shelf?  She used it regularly. And why, she pondered now, had she felt compelled to bring it straight inside and clean it up?

She’d expected sturdy grey metal and discovered bright shiny, almost unmarked silver instead. No one, not even a former king would have his horses shod with silver shoes.  The metal wasn’t enduring enough, and yet, this horse-shoe was full-sized.

Perhaps that last glass of celebratory wine had been one too many to toast the New Year? Otherwise why did she imagine the silver horse-shoe pulsed in her hand?

The sound of footsteps behind her spun her round where she stood and stole the breath from her lungs.

The man standing in front of her looked dangerous, tall, wide-shouldered and with a thatch of thick shaggy hair as golden as a sun in full summer.

“What are you doing here?”

His voice, so deep she felt the shock waves hit her heart, demanded answers.  His eyes, a violet so deep, reminded her of Scottish heather in full bloom, held disdain.

“I live here,” she said, pulling her shoulders back, “and you’re trespassing.”



Thanks you for reading another snippet this week, and please hop on over to read everyone's offering for this weeks Tuesday's Tales prompt

11 comments:

Carolyn Gibbs said...

Sounds like the makings of a good story. Would like to read more of this.

Lindsay said...

And yet another great book is being born.

Jean Joachim said...

I love this piece. A touch of magic, a handsome trespasser who magically appears and you've got me hooked in. I'm looking forward to more.

V.L. Locey said...

Great stuff!

Heather said...

Hi I'm Heather! Please email me when you get a chance, I have a question about your blog! LifesABanquet1(at)gmail.com

SherryGLoag said...

Thanks Carolyn, was hoping to get some serious writing done on this yesterday, but ended up with 'life' getting in the way. Hope to do more shortly.

SherryGLoag said...

I hope so, Lindsay, if it works it will be completely different from anything I've attempted before.

SherryGLoag said...

Thanks for your kind words, Jean. I hope you're feeling better.

SherryGLoag said...

:-) Thanks Vicki.

SherryGLoag said...

Heather there is a contact point top left of this blog.

pamatthews said...

Sounds intriguing. Great start to a story.