Thursday Doors 021518

Front door of church at Rural Cemetery in Worcester, MA

Side door of church at Rural Cemetery in Worcester, MA

– Norm 2.0’s Thursday Doors – February 15, 2018. Photo ©2018 Leara Morris-Clark.

Imagination Leads to Invention or Vice Versa

Larry was an inventor, uncomfortable without a project to do. However, he promised Maggie some time away.

“Larry! Why did you bring that? This is supposed to be a vacation. No tinkering.” She reminded him.

Larry was an inventor, uncomfortable without a project to do. However, he promised Maggie some time away. So, he only brought one thing.

“I brought my night vision goggles, just for fun. No tinkering, I promise.” He said.

He’d been studying the Deilephila elpenor’s ability to see color in the dark. That’s what standard night vision goggles were missing. He hoped to remedy that. He hadn’t been able to test them yet.

They dressed for dinner hosted by the hotel. Larry tucked the goggles into a worn satchel he carried everywhere regardless of occasion, and despite Maggie’s protests.

He enjoyed dinner but was distracted. If he could test the goggles, he could put them away and give Maggie undivided attention. He excused himself to the restroom but bypassed it to exit the building.

There was a cemetery adjacent to the hotel. He crossed over and put on his goggles. As his eyes adapted, a large figure came into focus. He quickly removed them.

He lifted them to his eyes peeking through once again. Clear as day, with colors, he saw a towering Gryphon near a mausoleum.

It was magnificent.

He had invented something that not only allowed color night vision but otherworldly vision as well.

“It is interesting that you can see me. I am the guardian of this cemetery and the spirits that reside here.” It stated.

“H..how long have you been here?” Larry stammered.

“Two-hundred years,” He replied eloquently. “I am afraid I cannot allow you to possess this ability.” The Gryphon removed Larry’s goggles and proceeded to crush them underfoot.

Realizing the device was destroyed, Larry dropped to his knees, head in hands. How would he ever explain this?

– Written for Microcosms 32 weekly contest. Prompts Inventor/Grand Hotel/Fantasy. WC 300. Photo by Paul K.

Big Brother

Every now and again, the guilt of their happiness would bring them to tears…

He loved his big brother and missed him terribly. Without hesitation, he always gave Jason credit for the man he had become. He felt at odds over being happy without his brother, and even more so about his current happiness being a result of his brother’s death.

Erin and Jason met in Afghanistan, and Cody and Erin met at Jason’s funeral in Paris, where he said he wanted to be buried.

Jason was stationed overseas and after spending some time in Paris vowed to make it his home when he retired from the military.

On his first tour in Afghanistan, he met a friendly helicopter pilot, and they became fast friends. On his second tour, he met an IED.

Erin and Cody bonded over their mutual loss and were swept up in the romance of Paris, the city of love. They both decided to stay there for a while and often visited the cemetery to talk to Jason about the life they were building together.

Every now and again, the guilt of their happiness would bring them to tears, but they knew deep down that Jason would be overjoyed for them. They both knew the kind man he was.

Today’s visit to see Jason was to deliver some very exciting news.

“Hey big brother, guess what,” Cody said, his voice cracking. Erin reached for his hand and squeezed it reassuringly. “It won’t be long now we will be welcoming baby Jason.”

“Did you hear that, Jason? We’re going to have a baby!” Erin reiterated. “We wish you were here to meet your namesake.” She finished and wiped a silent tear from her cheek.

They hugged and smiled.

“You’d be proud, big brother,” Cody said as they turned to leave. “I am so proud of you.”

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– Written for Microcosms 22 weekly contest. Prompts Book ending sentence: “He loved Big Brother.”/Setting: Paris Cemetery/Genre: Romance. WC 295. Photo from Pixabay.com.