Meanwhile in the Conservatory

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My Flash Fiction


having wandered off from the festivities without so much as a by-your-leave, for hers was an elegant melancholy that found such revelry abrasive, she made her way to the sun room revealing night sky.

she had returned to the solstice tree with its decorations as sparse as the hillside in the coming season, and, while the party raged on high spirits, celebrated with a solitary jubilation.

Jane Dougherty’s Microfiction Challenge #25: The Red Tree


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  2. Nicely done in few words. “Elegant melancholy”–it makes me think of the the Danish prince, or the “tuberculosis chic” of the 19th century (which fits the illustration).
    Of course, I’d like to know more. 🙂


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