
PHOTO PROMPT © Rowena Curtin
The scent of patchouli drew them in. Eddy never noticed the small alley. The facades were bright pastels and warm sunlight filled the alley, a stark contrast to the gray, overcast city behind them.
Eddy took a few steps in, stopping when they heard a voice.
“You made it in!” They turned to see an elder with curly hair and a warm smile. “You’re safe.”
Eddy returned their attention to the alley and watched as it gradually filled with joyous people. They didn’t enter so much as Eddy hadn’t been able to seem them before
“I’m safe here,” Eddy thought.
Friday Fictioneers is a weekly photo prompt flash fiction challenge on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Addicted to Purple blog. See additional stories by other writers here!
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There’s a lovely feel to this
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Wouldn’t it be nice if there was a refuge like this for people who are shunned and hurt, especially people like Eddy and their friends?
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LOL — The “scent” of patchouli would have sent me to another part of town. So, I suppose Eddy is safe after all.
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What a magical place, one filled with warm and welcoming people. It kind of feels like Friday Fictioneers :)
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