Below is my 100 word (ish) submission to the Friday Fictioneers. Photo prompt this week is courtesy of DLovering.
As always, comments are appreciated. I try to read everyone’s submission, but with submissions reaching triple digits each week, it’s sometimes difficult to get round to each one. Therefore, I tend to read those who I follow, or who like / comment my story. And finally, I also try for a random selection from the list.
Just a quick word on the writing group. The Friday Fictioneers are a friendly group of online writers from all over the globe who endeavour to create short but fantastical tales with which to enthrall and inspire both reader and writer alike. The genres and styles of writing are varied, so there is something for everyone to be found within its midst.
The group has been under Rochelle’s stewardship now for two years to the week, so this is a birthday of sorts. Happy Birthday Friday Fictioneers. On a side note, today (Thursday 10th April) is also my Birthday!
Anyway, hope you enjoy the story.
Copyright – DLovering
Festival de la Memoria
Her caress is electric, sparking memories of desire. Moving closer, she speaks, a ghostly whisper that stirs uncontrollable passion within my loins.
“It’s been awhile, hasn’t it.”
Powerless to resist, her body presses close, legs entwining to draw me into the dance. The music of the festival pulls at us, it’s hypnotic beat alive with purpose, driving us toward exhaustion.
“Goodbye, my love.”
The music ends, and with it she is gone, disappearing into the night. Her words carry a lifetime of regret, renewing the pain of loss once again.
As tears stream down my face, I mouth three simple words, knowing full well that the dead cannot reply.
“I miss you.”
Weltchys Notebook 
April 10, 2014 at 4:48 pm
One last dance at the Memory Fest. Quite good.
April 10, 2014 at 7:03 pm
Thank you. I had a scene in my head since Wednesday but couldn’t convey it in words. Then I wrote the first bit of dialog and it seemed to go from there
April 10, 2014 at 7:59 pm
That’s how MY story came into being. Must have been something in the air, huh? 🙂
April 10, 2014 at 6:35 pm
Nice imagery! Felt like i was there, watching them -which made me a little uncomfortable. But take that as a compliment, a testament to your writing abilities!
April 10, 2014 at 7:04 pm
Thank you
April 10, 2014 at 7:12 pm
It’s strange how this prompt has taken several people along the lines of remembrance of past loves at the fiesta. You did this well.
April 10, 2014 at 7:20 pm
Thank you. I didn’t intend to write about lost love, but the story went in that direction
April 10, 2014 at 8:28 pm
Your story is lovely and sad. We wrote very similar stories this week. Happy Birthday to you! My birthday is tomorrow, and I forgot to mention that in my FF post. Oh well. Aries rock!
April 10, 2014 at 8:41 pm
Christ, they are very very similar, even down to some of the phrases. Great minds and all that? Regardless, thanks for the comments.
April 10, 2014 at 8:46 pm
Great Aries minds! 🙂
April 11, 2014 at 8:26 am
A lovely sensual piece. Similar to Lisa’s, it’s true, but in some ways very different. That’s the beauty of Friday Fiction!
April 11, 2014 at 8:40 am
Totally agree. Very interesting to read the same concept but from different points of view (Masculine vs Feminine) and see where the focus is different. Thank you for the comment
April 11, 2014 at 8:32 pm
Happy birthday a day late. You’re right about it taking time to read all the stories or even many of them. But what do you mean about fantastical stories??? You mean they aren’t all true? 🙂 Enjoyed your story very much. Thanks for being sensual without being vulgar.
janet
April 11, 2014 at 10:40 pm
Thank you for the birthday wishes and comments. Glad you enjoyed the story. Difficult to hit the right level. Was aiming for sensual but not in your face.
April 12, 2014 at 11:54 am
Dear Weltchy,
Happy birthday two days late. Hope it was a good one as was your story. You captured the sense of longing and made me ache for the MC.
A tad bit of correction. I stumbled onto Friday Fictioneers two years ago. It wasn’t until October of that year that I assumed the driver’s seat. That in itself is amazing to me since it was going on at least a year or longer before I came aboard. This week is the anniversary of my first entry to FF.
Shalom,
Rochelle
April 12, 2014 at 12:10 pm
Ah. Must have misread your post. Sorry. Thanks for reading my story. This is the second one I’ve written that gave me goosebumps, so I’m pleased that other people feel the same way
April 12, 2014 at 12:09 pm
I really appreciate this very bittersweet dance on memory lane. Amazing that you can feel and touch someone like that… A prescience of loss can be so apparent.
April 12, 2014 at 12:15 pm
Thank you very much!
April 12, 2014 at 4:24 pm
Sensual and ghostly – well done,
April 12, 2014 at 5:59 pm
Thank you
April 13, 2014 at 11:13 am
Good story. I hope he finally gets over his deep sorrow and goes on with his life. Lovely emotions expressed. Well done.
April 13, 2014 at 5:23 pm
Thank you. This story started out being called strangers in the night but took a life of its own. Glad you enjoyed it
April 13, 2014 at 9:49 pm
Vivid and poignant memories here. He’ll never forget her.
April 14, 2014 at 7:29 am
Thank you
April 14, 2014 at 12:42 pm
Beautifully written this piece of memories and lost desires.
April 14, 2014 at 12:47 pm
Thank you!
April 14, 2014 at 8:21 pm
A beautiful opening line and a bitter sweet dance along memory lane-made me wistful and sad too!Well done!
April 15, 2014 at 1:43 am
Happy Birthday to you! Also, I love the story and it is sad! But, during those few moments he is daydreaming or dreaming of his lost love, he is so happy! Good story – I mean it – Great story! Nan 🙂
April 15, 2014 at 3:22 pm
I had a feeling she was dead. Some memories can be so sad and the loss of that physical pull …..
April 15, 2014 at 3:58 pm
Thank you for reading and good spot!
April 24, 2014 at 9:54 am
ha… too bad i missed this one coupla weeks ago
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