PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox

“Anne, why aren’t you in bed?”

“Oh, Aunt Mari,” Anne whispered rapturously, leaning against the window pane. “Don’t you know? On the last night of winter, The Lady in Pink tiptoes through the forest and awakens spring! The trees glow—like fireflies, but with all the loveliest shades of colors—and they dance together, every rustle of their branches part of a heavenly song!”

“I’ve never heard it,” Aunt Mari sniffed.

“That’s because the music puts everyone into the deepest slumber—.” 

“Then you won’t miss anything.”

Anne sighed. “I suppose seeing can’t be much more beautiful than dreaming about it.”

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As always, many thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers! Stop over and read a wonderful array of 100-word-fiction pieces based on this photo prompt!