I am one of the richest woman. All men bow before me. My words are valued and honored. No one dare to refute thee.

A humongous walk-in closet, houses my finest garments. An equally majestic library serves as fortress of my wordly attachments.

Admiring the glory of my dreams that are now a reality, I can’t help but hug myself and whisper good job, endearingly.

Then I felt a painful prick that ended my daydreaming. Once again I’m alone in this prison, with my body and soul freezing.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer

Photo credit: Unsplash, Tumblr

Word prompt: Melinda Kucsera of In Media Res (Thank you, dearest friend!)

16 thoughts on “Nefelibata”

  1. If anyone should have such a daydream, it is someone imprisoned. Terrific word to use, sister! I should have you teach diction in my writing class.

    On one cloud is a
    word, another errant knights
    of lost-number sounds

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  2. You wrote exactly what I thought before I read it. She has all this stuff, and it’s nice to have but pretty meaningless if you’ve no one to talk with and share your wealth with. Pretty selfish to, to not share your wealth with those in need too. Great write. I love the word prompts.

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