For this week's writing prompt, I'm using another one I discovered on Pinterest. Click the image to redirect to the original source.
This topic lends itself to the haiku structure. I will definitely give this a try. Keep an eye out for my attempt. As always, if you write something using this prompt, please share it in the comments!
Since today is the 25th, I will share a snippet from my WIP Celeste's Revenge, the sequel to Elise's Choice.
Sliding the book under my pillow, I moistened my fingertips to extinguish the candle on the bedside stand and snuggled under my quilt. After nearly seven years of planning, the opportunity for revenge was so close, I tasted its sweetness. But servitude was not an option. My grandparents would hide me in a cave, smuggle me to Shorefern, whatever it took to keep me away from Wazenforth. And I couldn’t blame them. Both had suffered devastating losses throughout their lives, but Grandmama had endured more than most. I could not add to their heartache by sharing my plan for vengeance. No one knew my plan. Except Sven.
I flipped to my stomach and buried my head in my pillow. Sven. That marvelously sweet kiss. Why did he . . . why had I . . .
“Argh!” I couldn’t think about that right now.
“Celeste?” Concern quavered Grandmama’s voice. “Do you need me to come up there?”
“No.” I used my elbows to prop myself so my voice would carry. “I’m just trying to get comfortable.”
“If you’re certain.”
“I am, Grandmama. G’night.”
“Good night, dear.”
“Cross your fingers and kiss ’em so the sprites bring you pleasant dreams.”
Fluffing my pillow, I smiled at Grandpapa’s admonition. I wouldn’t have to worry about pleasant dreams. With my thoughts swirling like a whirlwind, I would be fortunate to sleep at all.
Until the next post . . . keep smiling!