Friday, January 20, 2012

The Lady in Red

Image Credit to Whitebook @ DeviantArt, titled A Christmas Story for Rezzan 

As it so often happens to me, today's flash didn't start with a 'what are we going to write about Talbot's Peak today, boys and girls', but with a hoarse cry of 'help me out here peeps who wants to play this week'?  The friendly TP neighbors were deathly quiet this week.  Maybe they were busy, or tired or just comfy cozy dozing and playing with their partners that they didn't jump to answer my call, but I took the hint and moved on to my personal blog and worked on my Thursday Short Story Slam.

I figured something Talbot's Peaky would eventually show up...and I was right.  It did show up, just not how I thought it would.

Below is my Thursday post and after the whispered pleas from The Lady in Red to find a safe place for she and her love, it became my Friday post, as well.  I forsee a new pair making their way to The Peak, mates looking for help...

The lady in red waits beneath the gnarled old tree, sure her love will return one day.
The lady in red listens for his voice on the wind, sure she will hear it in time.
The lady in red watches the sky for his graceful glide; sure she will see it on the horizon.

He’d vowed to love her beyond his very last breath. 
He would be her champion in this life and onward into death.

The lady in red worries upon her knees, troubling is his late arrival. 
The lady in red weeps among the leaves, firmly entrenched—deep in denial. 
The lady in red withers below the branches, fearful he is lost to her.

She vowed to love him beyond her very last breath.
She would be his haven in life and in death.

The lady in red acknowledges the swift setting sun, their timing long gone.
The lady in red feels the oncoming change, their places to switch with nary a hitch.
The lady in red resolves to accept her fate, the moon once again rearranged the mates.

They vowed to love beyond their very last breath.
Be they in fur, or in feathers—in life or in death.

Stay warm, snuggle & play with your loved ones and have a wonderful weekend!



Pat C. said...

Lovely. It reads like a poem.

For some reason, this poem/story reminded me of that '80s movie "Ladyhawke," where the lovers were separated by a curse: by day she's a hawk, by night he's a wolf, and they only get to see each other in human form for a couple of seconds at sunrise and sunset. Maybe it was that bit about "fur and feathers" at the end. Is that what you had in mind here? A woman waiting for her shapeshifter lover, who's run off to the wild and won't be back?

Pat C. said...

By the by, about 20 minutes into the movie I guessed how they'd break the curse. It just seemed obvious to my writer's brain. I guessed the ending to "The Sixth Sense," too. Don't go to the movies with me.

Serena Shay said...

LOL, It's been years since I watched Ladyhawke, I was thinking more along the lines of the Charmed episode that was construted the same way. Yep, these lovers have a similar story. Not sure of all the deets yet, but I hope my characters will be forthcoming soon! :)

OMG, I can usually do the same, guess the end of a movie quick, however, The Sixth Sense got me but good! It seems so obvious now, but at the time I was shocked!

Savanna Kougar said...

Oh, yes, Talbot's Peak is for lovers to reunite, or find their one mate, or their menage mates. Absolutely.

Ladyhawke was such a visually gorgeous film to me, and so touched my heart and soul, that I simply lived the experience of it and didn't worry about how the plot would play out.

Now the Sixth Sense was easy to figure out, but still a stunning and a stunningly good movie, imo.

Love this, Serena

Serena Shay said...

Thanks Savanna!

Yep, from the little I remember of Ladyhawke is was both beautiful and touching...I should rent it some night and rewatch it. :)