Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.This week, the chosen word is "Devotion." There are many kinds of devotion, and the one which inspires me we all know.
Theirs was a true whirlwind romance: from the moment their eyes met, their love was apparent -- the first meeting, dating, becoming lovers -- in just three short weeks they became one shared soul.
Some thought it too much, too soon, but for them it was magically right; even though now she lay in the hospital, with the cancer slowly torturing her body, he remained -- no more stalwart a man could there be.
He tended her dutifully, lovingly; caressing her forehead with cool, wet cloth; holding her hand while she retched and the scent of bile permeated the room; collecting her hair as it fell in troubled tresses from her head; he was always at her side, never faltering, never far from her.
Publically, he smiled and presented strength to calm her; privately he wept and prayed, he cursed and damned, and falling upon his knees he would make the tale-told bargain: his life for hers.
Yet still she lay ill and dying; and at her feet, seen through tearful eyes, stood angels in white ready to carry her to a new body, a new home, where she would rest in equal devotion -- waiting for the day when he would join her, and their souls would again be as one.