The Fragrance of Life

Photo prompt courtesy Sue Vincent

I could smell them from miles away, the sweet fragrance that I had been missing for I don’t know how long.

Drawn towards it like a moth to fire, I walked into the garden like a zombie. The redolence inside was almost overpowering due to its intensity. I read the name of the garden on a board- EDEN, it said. There couldn’t be a more apt name, this indeed, was heavenly.

Rows upon rows of flowers of various species and hues lined the gravelly path that I took to explore the garden. One particular section seemed to be calling out to me through its distinct fragrance. My feet automatically took me in that direction.

I don’t know whether I walked for a meter or a mile, a minute or an hour, but finally, I found myself close to the source of that divine smell. And now, I couldn’t resist it any more, and started running like crazy towards it.

I turned right at great speed, and stopped dead in my tracks. So did the two humans kissing passionately, the sweet fragrance of whose young, fresh, bubbling blood had pulled me to this spot.

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Written in response to the #writephoto Prompt – Fragrant at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.

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About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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18 Responses to The Fragrance of Life

  1. Violet Lentz says:

    Ah! Like a freshnothing

  2. Violet Lentz says:

    Ooops that was supposed to say nothing like a ftesh kill and it will if I can delete it before you read it! Good write!

  3. Sue Vincent says:

    Even for you, that was an unexpected twist 🙂

  4. Pingback: The Fragrance of Life ~ Anurag Bakhshi #writephoto | Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

  5. Ha! Flowers schmowers. Pick those hot blooded humans, enjoy the fine bouquet of the bloody bubbly. Twisted, man. Well done.

  6. Pingback: Photo prompt round-up: Fragrant #writephoto | Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

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