Reading the words aloud, her melodious voice drew the prince closer to her.
With each word his heart beat harder as if falling in love with just the way she carefully sounded out each syllable in each word. It was intoxicating.
The moments she paused, sitting in the story she read he felt empty – as if he couldn’t breathe without her words. The drawn out moments of reading he could see her. If only he could reach out to her – touch her.
Speak to her.
But alas, only his words among the pages would be the ones she’ll ever heard…
I love doing 100 word count stories! If you want to join me copy the picture, make sure to give the photographer create and then comment your link below! I would love to read your short story about this girl!
Word Count: 100