Blue

I didn’t manage to play last week, but a little quiet time this evening brought a story to mind. I give you

Friday Fictioneers for May 9.

The challenge: Write a 100-word story inspired by the photo prompt.

Play along by writing your own, reading others and/or commenting on the flashes we fictioneers create.

My piece weighs in this week at exactly 100 words.

 

Copyright B.W. Beacham

Copyright B.W. Beacham

 

At age three, she saw a blue butterfly light on bicycle. All beauty was summed up in that single, exquisite creature.

Blue became her favorite color. The blues of nature captivated her imagination. The many shades of the expansive Kansas sky contained unrivaled depths. Always, they reminded her of her butterfly.

One afternoon, at the state fair, she wandered through exhibits in the 4-H building. Among the insect collections, a patch of blue caught her eye. Her butterfly, now lifeless, was pinned to a board, neatly labeled by genus and species. Suddenly, she understood what it meant to feel blue.