Thursday Photo Prompt Glimpsed.

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The priory on the Rim of Io

The  priory on the Rim of was the last of it’s kind almost forgotten by the rest of creation. …but not quite!

Stay away from the windows she had been told by grandfather and by Mother Superior both. They had impressed upon her the importance of her presence  being  there was to be a secret. The Nuns were all delightful and so kind but they, being a silent order could only speak to her between the hours of six and eight pm. So even though they did their best to entertain their guest she was lonely.

She spent her days , happily in the priory and it’s gardens, the smell of the strange flowers native to Io calming and soothing her. Her nights she was enthralled by the other three Galilean moons that orbit Jupiter.

Keep away from the windows at night they all told her, you must not be seen. Your condition will give you away. 

She did try but the spectacular light that was generated by Io and the other three moons of Jupiter was enthralling.

Stay away from the windows they had begged her but the lights already had a hold on her.

And so it was that she , the last pregnant woman in the  Universe, the last pregnant woman in thirty years stood at the window watching the lights washing over Io.

Sadly  the bounty hunters from Mars saw her at the window, they saw her long hair and pregnant belly, too young, too beautiful to be an ancient Nun.

What future the Universe the only pregnant woman in thirty years held to ransom.All because she could not resist looking out the window.

17 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Kevin Ewing
    Aug 22, 2016 @ 20:54:22

    This is beautiful!


  2. Judy Martin
    Aug 23, 2016 @ 06:56:07

    Wonderful, Willow 🙂


  3. Paul
    Aug 23, 2016 @ 07:45:43

    Love,love, love this Willow. The idea that our individual humanity will still matter when we have expanded into the universe, makes my heart glad. Also that she could see the lights from the various celestial bodies and find them beautiful. You see for us to perceive beauty, it has to be within a certain, very narrow, very specific range. We are surrounded constantly by beauty that we cannot see because it is not in that range. For instance the dance of molecules in a chemical reaction; the pulse and flutter of magnetic fields around all that is electric; the beautiful shades of radiation in the core of the fusion reactor we call the sun; the song of the beat of our hearts as they give us life through all of our activities – from sleep to sex; the huge choreography of the galaxies as they spin and move in patterns far too great in scale of time and space for us to perceive them; etc. In other words, that your heroine could see and find beautiful the colors and changes around her is wonderful – it is further evidence of a theory that I have held to be self-evident for many years – humans were deliberately designed to exist and find beauty in all of the universe, not just our home planet.

    That said, I find the structure and premise of your story to be engaging and very well done. It pulls the reader into the heroine’s life in a very personal way.


    • willowdot21
      Aug 23, 2016 @ 11:19:25

      Well Paul that is deep, deep rely and I


    • willowdot21
      Aug 23, 2016 @ 11:25:26

      Well Paul that is a very deep , deep reply and I truly agree with every word. Nature is full of the most wonderful sights and fractals and fusion, there is beauty in everything. Lightening, dew on leaves or in spider’s webs , reflections all are amazing. I refuse to believe we are the only place on the universe that has Nature’s beauty. I long to see the moon’s of Jupiter … I was born too soon.


  4. chris jensen
    Aug 23, 2016 @ 13:28:57

    Wonderful beautiful imagination!

    Protect the child at all cost, dipping heaven, swimming love, tormented demons fallen from above!

    i also see that you dropped in for a read,

    methinks in thanking you,

    hugs chris


  5. Lynz Real Cooking
    Aug 23, 2016 @ 17:44:16



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