Genre: Metaphysical Fiction
Word count: 100
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Up above those clouds, way beyond the sun, live a choir of angels. That’s what my brother says anyway.
“Sis, can you hear that heavenly music?” he asks, whenever we’re outdoors, away from unbelievers.
I’ll close my eyes and strain my ears but hear nothing other than cars, planes, and people (plus birds, if I’m lucky).
He’ll say, “Don’t try to shut out the sound. Concentrate on it. Let it wash over you. Then you will hear the angels in the silence beyond the noise.”
I’m so jealous of my brother’s ability. If only I could hear Mum singing, too.
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Photo Prompt: copyright © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Friday Fictioneers: 100 word stories
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Thank you, Neil 🙂
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Dear Sarah,
Your genre tag has be thinking the brother really is hearing the angels and mum singing. At any rate, the conversation between the two is tender and the backstory is shining behind the clouds. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Thank you. It’s an extra beautiful photo this week and prompted me straight off to think of angels and heavenly things.
I have two real-life tales to tell you about angels. Have I ever mentioned to you an encounter with a dog-whispering angel, or the dream about angels that may or may not have involved me levitating?
Hah! I’m not going mad, I don’t think. There are some things that defy explanation in life.
All best wishes,
Sarah
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I would love to hear your angel stories Sarah! xxxx
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I’ll save those stories until we next meet up, amongst all the other trillion things we’ll find to talk about … as usual 😉 xxxx
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Haha…yes, I think we need to start making a list so we don’t forget!!! Have a lovely weekend dearest Sarah, and will be in touch very soon… 🙂 xxxx
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Beautiful photo…I can see why it made you think of angels Sarah. Your lovely story moved me, thinking of the little boy hearing the angels singing and wanting so much for his sister to hear the same. And bringing in thoughts of Mum at the end leaves me wondering what happened….feeling both sad and intrigued…xxxx
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Dearest Sherri, thank you. I’m so glad you were moved by my story. And, yes, Rochelle’s photo is stunning and I just love it. xxxx
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🙂 xxxx
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How touching.
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Thank you, Kim 🙂
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I always know I can count on your creativity on Fridays, and somehow that is comforting. Well done my talented friend, and Happy Weekend to you!
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Thank you, Bill 🙂 I don’t always manage to come up with something on Fridays if that old demon Writer’s Block plays havoc with my brain, or the time-gobbling monster has eaten up all my spare hours. You have a happy weekend, too, my also talented friend!
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That was wonderful, Sarah! If only we all could hear….
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Thank you, Dale 🙂 I’m convinced I did once hear angels, but it was all very weird and I’m not sure if I was asleep or awake, or having some sort of out-of-body experience. I know I’ll never forget it.
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Nor should you. I sure wish I could!
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Awww…so sweet.
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Thank you, Dawn 🙂
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Lovely:) I hope she’ll hear it in the end…
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Thank you, Luccia 🙂 I hope she will, too.
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From someone who also has her feet firmly planted on the ground, I too wish I could hear angels beyond all the daily noise.
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It certainly would be a comfort and uplifting to the spirit.
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I thought of angels and heavenly things too, but you’d never know it to read my post. In fact, I don’t know where my head went. Probably in the clouds.
I really loved your story, Sarah. I believe the singing is there. My Mom was usually slightly off key. She should be pretty easy to pick up. 🙂
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Hah! I certainly wouldn’t know that you thought of angels and heavenly things, to read your post, but it did make me laugh 😀
I’m glad you loved my story. My mum sings off key, too, but for some reason this works very well with the song “I’m Just A Gal Who Can’t Say No”. I’m not sure what the angels will think of that song one day, although she is still going strong and is in good voice with her feet firmly planted on terra firma.
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Very emotive, it reminded me of The Whole of the Moon by the Waterboys and the line, “I saw the crescent, you saw the whole of the moon.”
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I just checked out The Whole of the Moon, as I hadn’t heard of it before. They are beautiful words. Thanks for telling me about it.
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That’s lovely.
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Thank you, Elizabeth 🙂
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Then you will hear the angels in the silence beyond the noise – gorgeous line. My sisters and I see our parents in dragonflies and hummingbirds. Your story is a nice reminder of that.
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That’s so lovely about you and your sister seeing your parents in dragonflies and hummingbirds. Those creatures do have rather an otherworldly beauty about them.
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If only everyone could hear angels …
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It would be wonderful, although we might never get any work done, as they would send us all into a trance! I should imagine that listening out for angels could become quite addictive.
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I hope the sister learns to find a connection to her mom in her own way, whatever that may be.
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Yes, that would be good. We all have to find our own individual way to make connections.
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The final line made it so much more emotive… love the voice of a child..
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Thank you, Björn 🙂
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I’m with Bjorn, the last line made me choke a bit. Her longing is so real.
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Thank you, Magaly. I felt choked when that last line came into my head D:
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Such a sweet and tender story, and what a great comfort for a child.
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Thank you. Fortunately, some children have some amazing survival strategies to see them through grief, but I’m extra sad for those who don’t. I’m sure that a good imagination helps … although I like to think that the boy in my story really can hear angels 🙂
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A sweet, sad story Sarah, the belief of the boy and the longing of the girl to be able to hear it.
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Thank you, Andrea. I guess it is both sweet and sad. Sometimes too much longing can push whatever it is that’s being longed for, further and further away.
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Wow! Angels… A lovely thought.. Do you think she will be able to hear them? Do you want her to?
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If she’s meant to hear them, she will. If not, I hope very much that she will find another way to deal with the loss of her mother.
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I hope so too.
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This was very touching. Maybe she will find a different way…
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Thank you. Perhaps that different way will find her, when she isn’t looking anymore and is least expecting it.
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What a sad story. Very well-written!
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Thank you, Magarisa. Sad, indeed D:
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