She paused, spectral hand on the gate, but she did not look back. They had loved her well, and she them. She understood it all, now. Free will, the truth of Love, why sometimes the answer to prayer was “No.” She smiled, and flowed through the gate into the mist.

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Fifty word story to the photo prompt from Reena's NiftyFifty group. If it looks like fun, feel free to join us. :)


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beautiful..inspiring..there you go! just like I said that you are..:)
Quinn, so am I. :)
This one gave me chills.
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Sorry about the cut & Paste, but lately I've been a real