Here’s my story for Charli’s Flash Fiction Challenge at Carrot Ranch.com.
September 21, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a ostory about what it is to gather a harvest. You can use the phrase or show what it means without using the words. Go where the prompt leads.
Respond by September 26, 2017, to be included in the compilation (published September 27). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
Harvest of Hope
Mimi knelt on the soil, her bare knees were muddy, her eyes wet with tears. Before her was one tiny shoot. Nothing moved no creature, no human, alone she remained. The earthquake had done its worst. Her hands encircled the milk bottle of water, half full. She placed healing stones around the shoot in a circle. Her precious crystals, calming rose quartz, cradle of humankind to heal mother earth, flint to stabilise, amethyst for hopelessness and red jasper for isolation. She cried, her tears mingling with the water, the shoot twitched, and the promise of a new harvest began.
© M J Mallon 2017
I found the resource below very helpful regarding the choice of crystals:
http://www.judyhall.co.uk/miscellaneous/be-a-thriver-not-a-survivor-crystals-to-heal-trauma-and-create-inner-peace
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Marje @ Kyrosmagica
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Welcome to my blog: M J Mallon - Kyrosmagica Publishing. A blog about magic, books, writing, laughter, and much more! I'm a YA fantasy author, poet and reviewer. My first YA fantasy novel The Curse of Time - Book 1 - Bloodstone is set in Cambridge and Book 2 - Golden Healer is now out too. As well as this, I have contributed to several anthologies, created my own with some amazing international writers, bloggers and creatives during the pandemic: This Is Lockdown and written two poetry collections: Lockdown Innit Poems About Absurdity & Mr. Sagittarius Poetry and Prose. I write book reviews on my blog and on Goodreads, book bub and on my bookstagram. I have a penchant for travel and have relatives in far flung places, Australia, Malaysia, and Singapore, (my birthplace.) I grew up in in Bonnie Scotland, in Edinburgh, and now live in Cambridge. I love sunny, hot places, particularly Rome, Venice, Portugal, Barcelona, and I forgot to mention the sun drenched beaches of the Caribbean, how could I? I am lucky to have been blessed with two lovely daughters and a husband who I fondly refer to in this blog as my black sheep. Family joke! With my passion for travel, culture, beautiful beaches, good food, books, theatre, writing, and humour, I hope to keep you entertained. I'm loving every minute of this creative journey, please join me.
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The tear–the heart–is the most magical ingredient!
Lovely!
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I can very well visualise the scene, so moving!
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You had me at rose quartz, Marje! A beautifully composed tale or recovery and that is indeed hopeful.
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Thank you Charli. Enjoying writing some flash it’s fun. 🙂
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Beautiful Marje. I love how you incorporated the crystals. ❤
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Thank you Debby it was fun! xx
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Ah the tears watering the planting – terribly beautiful.
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Thank you Lisa. 🙂
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