The wishing well did not take its desolation gracefully.
Once upon a legend, it had been popular: many visitors travelled to the remote town to honour it with sincere coin tosses and it granted their wishes; a family of caretakers attended to it meticulously and it blessed them.
Slowly, it fell into desolation. It began with the fifth generation, when the family only had two sons. One went to a big city, first to study, then to work. The other settled down abroad. Their parents tended to the wishing well the best they could until they could no longer.
Then some random relative took over.
Then the interest in the wishing well waned.
Then the visitors stopped coming all together.
It might have fallen to ruins, but its power had not disappeared. A new family would move in soon. If they failed to care for it, retribution would follow.
Prompt Source: Crimson’s Creative Challenge #87
Welcome to my weekly challenge—open to all—just for FUN, FUN, FUN
Here’s how it works:
Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE
Here are some suggestions:
- An answering photo
- A cartoon
- A joke
- A caption
- An anecdote
- A short story (flash fiction)
- A poem
- A newly minted proverb, adage or saying
- An essay
- A song—the lyrics or the performance
You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:
- Your creative offering is indeed yours
- Your writing is kept to 150 words or less
If you post a link in the comments section of this post I’ll be able to find it
If you include Crimson’s Creative Challenge as a heading, WP Search will find it (theory)
by ‘Searching’ in the WP Reader (fingers crossed)
Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN.