The Tree of Love

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Thank you to Rochelle for providing Friday Fictioneers as well as the photo this week!

The Tree of Love

The rhythmic sawing woke Lita who understood instantly its meaning. Each slice across the bark felt like it ripped her flesh.

Her mother’s grasp restrained her.

“We can’t let him kill the tree,” Lita said.

“We must.”

“But the magic—”

“Isn’t in the tree. It never has been. It’s here,” her mother said, pointing to her heart.

Yet, Lita felt deeply each blade stroke. Her connection with Rolf to whom she would have been betrothed severed. When the last slash fell the delicately flowering tree, Lita, too, fell, withered inside, her father’s words resonating: he is my enemy.

end 2/1/2018

Sascha Darlington

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24 thoughts on “The Tree of Love

  1. Oh my….this says a great deal with not many words. The tree is such a strong image and its’ “death’ is very moving. Then the Mother…. the magic is there still even without the tree. Whew! I love reading writing like this.

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    • Thanks, Susan for commenting. This is my premise: Some people believe that objects outside of themselves hold mystical powers. It’s like someone throwing a coin into a wishing well or leaving love letters in a wall believing that their wish *wish* or *desire* will come true. And despite a rational voice, some become overwrought if the sanctity of that object has been breached believing that those wishes or desires can never come to fruition. The father does not wish his daughter to marry his enemy (or most probably the son of his enemy (think Montague and Capulet) who is therefore also his enemy, thus tears down the mystical love tree. Heh. That explanation was probably more than my 98 word story.
      Thanks again. 🙂

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  2. Beautifully written, as always.
    I have seen such clashes and arguments between parents and children regarding ‘the suitable match’ and sometimes they can turn really ugly. I hope there is still a way for Lita to get back together with the one that she holds dear .

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    • Thank you, Moon. It’s so true. Parents have a completely different idea from the children regarding love. For the children it is impossible to discern whether it’s love or lust…or hopefully both. Again, thanks.

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