In Time: The Proposal

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In Time: The Proposal

April 10, 2012 Writing 12

This picks up where Touched leaves off from my serial WIP In Time.

Short breaths did nothing to help Viola Grace hide her passion. She knew what they were doing was deemed wrong and could create a scandal if anyone from town were to find out. She knew it was wrong for another reason. Her parents didn’t approve of Cage. His parents were traitors, despite their brilliance, and they faulted him for it. She knew that eventually these meetings would stop so she hungered for every moment she could get with Cage. When it ended, she wanted to remember every one with vividness.

Viola Grace pushed him back, begging with her eyes for pause to regain her breath instead of using her swollen lips to speak. A laugh burst from her chest as his hand stroked down her side once more. She gazed into his eyes, memorizing every speck of the deep blue that swam in a sea of crystal blue. Her eyes moved across his face, memorizing the set of his jaw, the eternal blush of his cheeks, and the curves of his lips until his face loomed close, distorting it as his lips pressed against hers once more.

“Viola Grace, I think I love you,” he whispered between kisses. A single tear braved the landscape of her face, rolling down past her ear and dropping on his fingers still clutching her shoulder. Her heart was stuck in her throat.

“I think I love you too.”

Cage reached up and wiped the tear away tenderly.

“Let’s get married,” he said.

Viola Grace gasped, pushing him up and away. She rose quickly and Cage reached out for her, but she ran from under the willow tree, past the wagon, and down the hill. Cage leaped up and on the wagon, riding hard to catch her, but she disappeared into the woods that bordered the town. Cage let the tears flow openly and his cries fill the air as he pushed his horse harder.

“Oh, Viola Grace, my sweet!”

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This week’s Flicker of Inspiration from The Lightning and the Lightning Bug was Short and Sweet. Begin your story with one word and end with the other, in 350 words or less.

And this week’s Trifecta challenge was to use the word scandal in its 3rd definition (3   a: a circumstance or action that offends propriety or established moral conceptions or disgraces those associated with it
b : a person whose conduct offends propriety or morality <a scandal to the profession)within 33 and 333 words.

I am still building up the moment of Viola’s rebirth, which is coming soon. Thanks for stopping by and reading, and as always I welcome your reaction. Won’t you take a moment and share your thoughts in a comment?

 

12 Responses

  1. Marian says:

    i kinda want him to be hollering STELLA!

  2. Tara R. says:

    Lots of passion and angst in this one. I could actually hear him crying out for Viola.

  3. Carrie says:

    beautiful description of Cage from Viola’s point of view. I also loved this line: A single tear braved the landscape of her face. Not sure why…it just sounds so poetic 🙂

  4. Terrific descriptions here and nice conflict. Looking forward to the next part.

  5. Loving this. Bring on the next one! This is beautifully written. Hope you can join us for the weekend prompt which is already up on the site. It’s community judging this weekend, so get your entry in and get voting

  6. That’s heartbreaking. She felt the social distinction more than she wanted to admit. She fled even though she wanted to stay. Ouch. Well written.

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