The sky was a deep blue and dotted with faint wisps of cotton clouds. Quiet songs of doves filled the air. Reginald stared at the door in the wall, the otherworldly door that he had searched for nearly thirty years.
No scratch had marred its hand painted blue coat, no dirt dared smudge it. Vines with red and green leaves adorned the faded red brick all around it, and he knew they only grew for the sake of the door. The arched window next to it was new, and it gave him pause.
Whispers and legends had taken him all over the world in search of this elusive door he saw only once in the summer when he was ten. Now, on the eve of his 40th birthday, his search could end.
He stepped to the door and raised a hand to open it, but a thought made him hesitate. Would she still be there? Would she remember him?
It’s Flash Fiction Friday! I came in at 159 words for this week’s challenge. I seem to be a bit long-winded lately when it comes to flash fiction. Ah well. I hope that you enjoy it! Leave me a comment and let me know what you think. Maybe, go over to FFfAW and give it a try. You won’t regret it.
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