A fettered soul

FFF#6 at The Daily Toast is based on this picture here and should be a drabble of exactly 100 words.

It was a good dream. A dream unfulfilled. A girlhood dream spent in pink tutus and white tights leading to curtain calls and roses. Talent, dedication, desire; all betrayed by genetics. Too tall, too endowed and too much longing for a dream forever out of reach. Even now as she danced alone in her studio listening to the music, the small girl was reflected in the mirrors. Unaware of adolescence and the havoc hormones would cause, the girl moved en pointe, dreamed of the jeté. Times like these were when the woman most felt the shackles on her balletic soul.

8 Comments

  1. Ahhh, you went with figurative shackles. Nice angle! Happy FFF, LS.

    xoxo
    ~Luna

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  2. LS, I love FFF because everybody is different, you didn’t disappoint. 😀
    Warm hugs,
    Paul.

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  3. Wonderful!! I think I made a poor choice in pictures hits week however. The picture initially struck me as kinky, but it didn’t work out that way somehow.

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  4. I loved your take on the picture. I’m afraid the picture just didn’t speak to me this week.
    Ronnie
    xx

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    • Hi Ronnie,

      Thanks for reading and sending so many spankos to my blog.

      LS

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