Hope Blossoms
Nano Fiction | ~100-Words | April 2024
Cherry blossoms, a riot of pink, swirled around Lúcia and David. The breeze a soft melody after the cacophony of the infusion pumps. David's rhythmic typing, a soothing counterpoint. Lúcia’s fingers hovered over her keyboard, the once vibrant instrument silenced by the poisons that defined her last two years. David's hand, a warm anchor, found hers. A soft half-smile touched his lips in silent understanding. A spark ignited in Lúcia's eyes. Her fingers flew, each keystroke a testament to their love and her returning voice. "The salty spray kissed Isla's lips, whispering promises of adventure."