By Joyce Jacobo
Elizabeth created many blankets on her loom, weaving her emotions between each thread. The blankets imbued happiness, until her husband left to fight for peace overseas. Then the blankets brought desire; a yearning to see loved ones again.
She received a letter that her husband was deathly ill.
“Please take him this blanket,” she begged a passing breeze.
The breeze said, “I am too weak to carry anything.”
“I wove my love into it,” she replied. “It will give you strength.”
Empowered by her great affection, away the blanket soared…
…and her husband brought it home, accompanied by a mighty wind.
Lovely! Carries the theme and emotion beautifully.
Thank you so much. It means a lot to know the warmth of this piece made the journey to you. ^_^
How beautiful!
Aww, thank you so much! I’m thrilled you enjoyed it. ^_^
Love the ending!
Awww, thank you so much! I love happy endings.
I’m not sure whether this was intentional or not, but I see parallels with/a reimagination of The Odysssey, and I love it!
Hehehe. It was admittedly unintentional, but I can definitely see the parallels with The Odyssey. I’m so happy you loved it! Thank you.
Great ending!
Thank you. I’m so happy you enjoyed how everything wrapped up. It is nice when things turn out well.
I loved the pacing and the mythic texture of this story.
I appreciate your high praise. Thank you. This story actually started as a much longer short story (published elsewhere), but shortening the tale into a flash fiction was a fun challenge. And it has a special charm in this form. ^_^
Moving!
Thank you!
What a beautiful story!