The Weaver

in #story-300words2 years ago

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The Weaver sat at her workstation, spinning delicate threads in a rainbow of bright colors. Her boney, weathered fingers moved with a speed and precision that only a lifetime of such work could achieve. And when the threads were all spun and wound neatly on their bobbins, she placed them carefully within an old wicker basket next to her loom.

The old grey cat that lay curled by the fire lazily opened its eyes at the sound of the basket rustling. The Weaver clicked her tongue and shook her head, perhaps to discourage the cat from getting into any mischief, but the cat just stretched and returned to its nap.

The Weaver sighed, wishing that she, too, could simply stretch her aching limbs and nap at her leisure, but there was too much to be done. There was always too much to be done. Life was forever moving forward.

She glanced at two weathered rings sitting near her basket and felt pity for the woman who gifted them. She had come begging for The Weaver to join her with the man she loved and had offered the rings, worn for decades by a happy couple, as payment. And in a moment of weakness, The Weaver had agreed.

She picked up a spool of ruby-colored thread and began to weave. The woman would be joined with her beloved by the day's end, though their joy would not last beyond one year. The Weaver had already begun to weave the man's end, it could not be changed, and now the woman would be fated to join him.


Note: This is my entry for the Short Story Initiative being run by @swissclive.

Total Word Count: 265


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She had come begging for The Weaver to join her with the man she loved and had offered the rings, worn for decades by a happy couple, as payment. And in a moment of weakness, The Weaver had agreed.

I like how the magic she works requires a tribute that's in the same vein.

The Weaver had already begun to weave the man's end, it could not be changed, and now the woman would be fated to join him.

Ooh, well, she got what she wanted...

Thanks!

And yes, the woman did get her wish. Then again, maybe she wouldn't care even if she did know that her time had been cut short. Better to have loved, etc.

I love that. going to the other realm... and a tale of be careful what you wish for

And learning Japanese is pretty ambitious. Arigato :)

ありがとうございます!

Very beautiful!! Have no idea what it means lol

Arigatou gozaimasu - Thank you! :-)