Clémence was the spirit of mercy, kindness, gentleness. She looked around the world, and found very little of it. Gone was goodwill toward a fellow-sojourner in life, love for a neighbor of a different sort, and good cheer for a holiday season. As Clémence journeyed, she fell into despair. She petitioned the Highest to change her essence. It was granted, and she became Nadine, the spirit of hope. Hope that when this world one day righted itself, the hearts of its inhabitants would heal, be born anew with mercy, kindness, gentleness, and love for one another.
This story is my contribution to “Friday Fictioneers,” a weekly challenge hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff Fields. With the help of a photo prompt to inspire, we’re to write a 100-word story. The photo this week was provided by Trish Nankivell.
If you would like to join in with this encouraging group of writers to write your own, or if you’d like to read their stories from this week, visit here.
Thank you for stopping by and reading my story. I wish you joy for the holiday season!