Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!
PHOTO PROMPT © TED STRUTZ
The Music of Time
Strangers walking past the house sometimes pause and listen. Sometimes they smile; sometimes they weep.
If you ask them why, they say, “Why, it’s the music, of course!”
I heard it myself once. It was soft and gentle; tranquil; joyful; resigned; a piano played with no virtuosity but great art.
I walked around the house, all the way around. The windows were shuttered. There were no lights despite the dull, grey evening.
The garden was untended, lawns merging with flower beds and ivy strangling the trees.
By the front gate, a shabby sign creaked.
“For Sale”, it said.
Autumn Leaves 