Friday Fictioneers — Ascended

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Genre: Metaphysical Fiction
Word count: 100


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.


Photo Prompt: copyright © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Friday Fictioneers: 100 word stories

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