Photo prompt © C. E. Ayr
CAST IN STONE
by
Kelvin M. Knight
Ayers rock hadn’t hummed this much when she touched it. Aboriginals believed in the spirituality of rocks, but Amber was unconvinced. She was a believer, but… Faith came with doubts. Without doubts faith became certainty. And yet, she was convinced humming filled this rock. She felt it through her cheeks, her hands. Her hands which reflected the trees and the clouds. She gasped. Something altered, imperceptibly, and Amber became her humming… within this rock. Watching these trees and this sky peel away, an incredible stillness filled her.
Such
peace.
‘Why?’
The humming stopped. Her mind shifted. This moment was gone.
(100 words)
Thank you to everyone for joining in this week (11/08/17), and reading each other’s stories. You don’t have to be a Friday Fictioneer to read our stories so please don’t be shy, there is a mix of styles and storylines all inspired by the same photo.
Thanks, as ever, to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers so congenially.
Kelvin M. Knight 
You have the great gift of making the scenes in your story feel real, not only in description of the place but also the inner world of the character. I was sorry when the spell broke.
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Awww thank you athling2001, your comment feels real to me. Such praise will only make me blush. Thank you. Thank you. 😊 And feeling sorry when the spell broke was exactly the mood I hoped to evoke!
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Oh to find peace and then have it slip away, heartbreak. I liked this well written and creative story.
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Thank you 😊
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Loved the emotions of this one.
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Thank you for commenting, Liz. Glad you enjoyed 😎
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Dear Kelvin,
I was glad Amber wasn’t literally cast in stone. Does anyone have perfect faith without doubts? I ponder. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelee
In answer to your question, I have met plenty of people, who do.
Shalom
Kelvin
P.S. Really enjoying Kaddish – finding myself re-reading certain paragraphs and pages again , like savouring a good wine. 😊
P.P.S. Doesn’t feel the same on my iPhone though – Kindle broke 😇
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A person can find peace in so many different ways and even at times when you believe you won’t. Great use of words. Very well done!
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Peace comes when you least expect it. Thanks for commenting m, Fluid Phrase.
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I rather enjoyed then, nice one
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Really enjoyed this. Thoughtul–and I was so relieved she didn’t become a permanent part of the rock!
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I am relieved that you are relieved. At no point during this story was Amber ever going to become part of the rock. Her Faith and Doubts prohibited it. 🙂 Thank you for commenting.
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I liked the repetition of humming. I felt it in my bones. Nicely done.
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‘Without doubts faith became certainty.’ What a superb line.
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Thank you Claire doubt and faith work hand in glove. So believes Amber.
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Loved this take on the prompt. Glad the rock let her go in the end. What a relief!
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Thank you for enjoying enough to leave a heartfelt comment, Esha 🙂
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I think everyone experiences at least one transcendent moment in their lives but when it’s gone, it’s gone.
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Let’s hope the memory stays strong for Amber. Thanks for commenting, James. Appreciate it.
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A lovely moment of pause and peace. Well done.
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Just writing it filled me with peace. Thanks, Iain for commenting. Peace.
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I love the way this story built. Not easy to do in the word count.
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If only this flash fiction story was written in a flash 😬
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I, too, am very glad you allowed the rock to release her after giving her something.
I really enjoyed this, Kelvin
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The rock only gives us what we can handle, Dale. Thnx for lovely comment 😎
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That’s comforting!
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A short yet magical moment. Did it really happen, or was it imagined…?
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That’s where her faith rocks in… Thanks for reading and commenting, drailman, and enjoying?
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I’m glad you had the rock let her go. I was afraid you were going to have her absorbed into it and be stuck there. 😉
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Glad not to disappoint you, Christine.
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I liked the way you handled the pace of the narrative. It’s not easy to do when you only have 100 words. And I felt a warmth from this story as Amber achieved her moment of spiritual insight.
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Thank you, Penny. I am warmed by your comment and your understanding of what I wanted to achieve in this story. 😊
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Ah, it feels as if for a moment time stopped and she was that rock. Very intriguing.
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A moment to last an eternity. Thanks for seeing something in my story and commenting.
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You really rocked me this monolith
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I was going to call Amber, Alice, but thought that would be too corny. Good morning, Sir Ivor. How is you keeping today?
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Lovely moment captured. Wonder what secrets the stone holds, whether she’ll be able to connect again. What exactk the humming means. Fascinating Kelvin
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Some aboriginals say Ayer’s rick hums, Lynn 🙂
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That’s fascinating, Kelvin. I wonder what they think it’s communicating.
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Spirituality I think – that moment (hopefully moments) of oneness with oneself and with the world, nature , people.
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Not to be underestimated, those connections
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Sometimes a moment of clarity is all you get, until you find that peace inside yourself. Lovely piece.
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Exactamondo, Joy. But once savoured that moment can return…
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Hopefully, yes!
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Exactly, Moon. 😇
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Oh why the ‘ why’ ?
Beautiful story , Kelvin .
🙂
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