His lips curved into a smile upon looking at the stone statue towering over the crowd. Maria, that’s what he fondly calls her. She was an angel draped in a long flowing dress with her hair pulled back into delicate curls; her beautifully detailed wings complemented that of her cherubic face.
From a distance, she looked just as ordinary as the rest of the statues in the park with its surface sandblasted and chemically treated to give the appearance of an aged stone. But if they could only look deep within her eyes, they’d see fierceness and longing intertwined.
“Farewell sweet seraphim,” he softly whispered, his gaze never leaving the statue, “this old man is off to carve another muse. I’ll see you around.”
Then, after three deep breaths, he took a turn and left the park with pride in his heart and a hint of tears in his eyes.
Word Count: 150
This is in response to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers prompt. This week’s photo prompt is provided by Sonya of Only 100 Words. Thank you!
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers is a weekly writing challenge hosted by Priceless Joy where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using 150 (+/- 25 words).
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