50 Word Thursday — Sanctuary

F95EF0E0-C9A1-43B9-9145-AB600AAEF1F7“Why did you bring me here?” Miss Wonderly asked in a hushed voice.

“I love it here. It gives me comfort and joy. It’s my sanctuary, it offers me peace, and I wanted to share this place with you,” Miss Anthrope answered.

Miss Wonderly murmured, “Thank you,” softly as before and sat down on the edge of the chair’s wooden seat. “But you know I don’t believe, don’t you?” she said.

“That’s okay. I just felt the need to share this with you. Can’t you feel His presence?

“Feel whose presence?”

“God’s presence, silly girl.”

“Sorry, but no, I don’t.”

(100 words)


Written for this week’s 50 Word Thursday prompt from Kristian at Tales From the Mind of Kristian. The idea is to use the image above (unattributed), along with the lines, “Miss Wonderly murmured, ‘Thank you,’ softly as before and sat down on the edge of the chair’s wooden seat,” from Dashiell Hammett’s The Maltese Falcon and to write a post that must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments.


 

The Agony and the Ecstacy

73904F3D-7A36-4D5B-A5A2-AD0D8889E7D9The cacophony of the street sounds exacerbated the intensity of my migraine. I continued along the urban road until I finally reached the sanctuary of my home. Once inside, I prayed that the agony inside my head would subside and that I would finally achieve some relief.

You were waiting for me and immediately sensed my suffering. “Sit down,” you said. “I will summon up some magic with my fingers.” I did as you instructed and slowly lowered myself into my favorite easy chair. You positioned yourself behind me told me to close my eyes and think of nothing. And then, in your special, sensual way, you began the massage.

It was ecstacy.


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