As a child, Astrid had always looked for portals to take her to other lands. This passion continued into her young adult years, when workday stress made her daydream of moss-covered worlds where fairies where quick to throw their wonderful charms on kindred souls. But Astrid had stepped forward many times only to face disappointment, sigh, and turn a good-natured eye to the lovely new expanse or secluded garden room that failed to open its magic to her.
Lately, times had been harder than hard: she'd lost her job, and the rent was due. Downtrodden after being turned away from the fifth interview in as many days, Astrid let her mind wander as she rode the bus to an edge of town she'd never visited. The quiet seclusion of an abandoned park called to her, and she hopped off at the closest stop. Along a weedy path through the park, a crumlbing archway came into view, where she paused and held her breath.
Dreams faded, Astrid shook her head and turned away, but a glint of light dappling fresh green growth on the other side of the arch caught the corner of her eye, and a whisper tugged at her ear calling her name on a soft breeze. She tiptoed to the opening and rested a hand on a stone, which creaked under her light touch and made her jump. Golden threads wove through the tattered magic in her heart, and she inched a foot across into the glittering glow, a smile rising on her lips.
Tea Leaf Tales is a series of original ten-sentence short stories by Marsha A. Moore, relating to photos/scenes that resonate with her.*~*~*