Even mountains mourn…

Image by Stefan Keller

Long ago, when the world was young, a fire had burned in him, red as hearts’ blood and he had called it love. She had risen beside him, igniting the life within, and their lives had mingled. Deep within his heart, passion flamed and overflowed and from its bright beginnings a land had been brought to birth. A land in which she had been loved and cared for by her children, while he watched over them all in joy and the green earth flourished.

Had he tended them too well? Nurturing their curiosity, encouraging them to explore the nature of a life they believed was their own? Their children had learned new ways and turned away from the old.

Forsaken, they had grown old together. The story of their love was told only as a fairy tale, no more than make-believe. And though their love endured, his flame waned as her forgotten life faded and she fell into pale sadness and sleep.

Only then did they come, their prodigal sons, trudging through a blighted wilderness of their own creation. Did they know what they sought? Would they remember love at the last?

Beneath his hand, he felt her stir, but whether in hope or death he did not know. He could only wait…

Written for the new monthly Fiction Prompt
hosted by D. Wallace Peach at Myths of the Mirror.

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue  passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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48 Responses to Even mountains mourn…

  1. Oh wow Sue. Loved this!!!! I’m signing up for this one!

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  2. Thank you so much for taking on the prompt, Sue. Yay! And what a beautiful, poignant story of enduring love, though the power of loss comes through as well. I love the open-ended finish. I can’t wait to share. Hugs. ❤

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  3. Lovely writing. You managed to write an end that could be a beginning or finality at the same time.

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  4. Reblogged this on Myths of the Mirror and commented:
    Thanks so much to Sue Vincent for taking up the January prompt and for her wonderful response. Enjoy!

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  5. memadtwo says:

    We should definitely pay more attention to those old stories. (K)

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  6. A beautiful poem Sue, I don’t really have the words to express how lovely it is.

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  7. Love this mythological beginning with the hints of fantasy.

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  8. Amazing, Sue. Just beautiful! ❤

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  9. Oh, well done, Sue! I liked this one best so far!

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  10. Awww, this was sad and sweet at the same time. Very nice!

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  11. It’s a beautiful love story, Sue. This makes me think of The Notebook. Their love endured and even flourished for a time, and when dementia stepped in, they passed together. I like that thought ❤

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  12. Vashti Q says:

    Beautiful and passionate story, Sue. I really enjoyed it. 😀 xo

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  13. Lyn Horner says:

    Beautiful and sad mythical story!

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  14. Dawn D says:

    A beautiful story Sue. I hope their offspring wakes up too!

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  15. Violet Lentz says:

    A tender rendering. Thank you.

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  16. My kind of story, Sue. He does have such a loving look.

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  18. Great read, words woven in melody.

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