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I urge people to join in, comment with your paragraph of fiction to accompany the image. It doesn’t have to follow my story or reflect the same themes. It can be a poem or in a different language (provide a translation please ). Anyone who wants to join in, is welcome. This photograph will be reblogged under Ermisenda on tumblr and added to the Picture it & Write gallery on Facebook and Pinterest.
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They key stared at me with its penetrating grey gaze.
“May you enjoy your stay,” the maid curtsied. My grandmother’s mansion creaked as violent winds whipped the windows. It was an eerie night. I had hoped to finalise the paperwork over the inheritance in a day but complications had risen.
“I could have been on the flight home by now…” I muttered, staring out the window dappled with droplets. I turned my gaze back to the illuminated key on my side cabinet.
When the maid had left, curiosity got the better of me. Why did my grandmother have this ornate silver key? I snatched it and went to find what it opened. Chillingly, I noticed how the key weighed more than it should. It pulsed as if a heart.
– Ermisenda Alvarez
P.S. This week’s photo was taken by yours truly while roaming the streets of Amsterdam!
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