My friend got me onto doing writing prompts as exercises and I think I want to share them so here is one I wrote today. It's been stuck in my head since I saw the prompt.
The villain realising that her little crush on the sunshine has become something much more
Elisabeth looked up from her book, watching Amelia over the frame of her glasses. Amelia stood basking in the warm rays of light filtering through the trees, twirling her long skirt, a smile lighting up her face.
That was the moment. That one where she realised she could never be truely honest with her friend. Her heart ached. When had this all began?
She had been the loner, and quite content with it. Her hobbies made it hard to have a social life, and one would just make things all more inconvenient. Until Amelia came along. Refusing to take no for an answer she’d worn away at the walls Elisabeth kept between herself and the rest of the world. Now here they were under the trees, a cosy blanket spread across the grass where they could read to their hearts content with no one to yell at them.
Elisabeth had never thought much of nature until Amelia. She gushed over the smallest of things, fascinated with every aspect of the world. Magic, she called it. In the way things grew and changed with the season. The only kind they would ever know.
If only she knew of the power Elisabeth hid, and the means in which it was used. It would taint her ideal of magic, the beauty she saw in it.
It hurt so much that Elisabeth could not share her secret. Because then she would know and her world would never be the same. No longer would they share these moments she had come to longed for.
A smile crossed Elisabeths lips, as she put her book down, moving to stand beside Amelia.
This moment she would savour. Who knew how much time she had left to enjoy the company of this person who had become so import to her. Who had captured her heart in ways no other ever would.
The world had to burn for what it had done, but for now she would capture this moment. Hold the hand held out to her and not think of the time where Amelia found out the truth. Maybe somehow, she could protect it, but those were thoughts for another day.
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