So these are a collection of drabbles, short written pieces based around a word or an idea of exactly 100 words each. All of these have appeared previously on the TSOM ProBoards forum. I've written a bunch more that no one has seen yet and these will be posted next chapter.
Telegram
Barely two hours had passed since Maria returned to the Abbey. The familiarity of her old room was comforting; yet somewhat now foreign to the life she had chosen to live.
She spent time in prayer, preparing for the vows she would take the following day.
A knock came at the door. Opening it, Sister Sophia wordlessly handed her the telegram, then left. Maria read the note smiling to herself.
Dearest Maria STOP You are sincerely missed by all especially by myself STOP I long for tomorrow when I take you as my wife STOP With all my heart Georg.
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Silence
You can't marry someone… when you're in love with someone else, can you? It had only been a second since he'd spoken those words, but the following silence seemed to last forever.
Like in slow motion, he moved towards her. Gently and affectionately he cupped her face. Looking deep into her eyes, he searched for the answers to questions he hadn't asked. Her eyes only reflected the love she felt for him.
He slowly and tenderly joined his lips with hers; warm, soft lips that ignited a fire inside him. Her sigh of relief as they parted broke the silence.
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Harmonica
Maria glanced around her meager possessions deciding what to pack.
Seven children! What on earth was she going to do with seven children? She wondered before the answer came to her. Music!
There lying at the bottom of the bureau drawer was a harmonica. Belonging to her uncle, she'd never played it. She picked it up, laughing to herself. Honestly, who in their right mind would ever think to play such a ridiculous thing?
Although it was smaller and easier to pack, Maria put it back. Instead she grabbed her large and slightly cumbersome guitar and the left the room.
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Wedding Picture
It had stood pride of place for years, sitting right on the center of the desk. He looked at it everyday, remembering and longing to be with her once more. But it was not to be so, she was gone and for a time, he'd thought his life had ended too.
Now his life had changed. It was because of another. A beautiful, enthusiastic, young lady. Like a whirlwind she'd entered his life, stolen his heart. Now it was her photograph he put in pride of place on the center of his desk. Maria, his wife on their wedding day.
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Fish
They all had been walking for a long time, food had now run scarce and Georg was worried. Finally they came across a bubbling brook. Thankful for the cool, running water, they all took their fill.
Suddenly Gretl pointed to the many fish swimming in the stream. Without any tackle and line, Georg sharpened a large stick in an attempt to catch a fish using spear fishing.
Maria and the children sat and watched as Georg missed hitting the first fish and went plunging into the cold water.
Coming up dripping wet out of the water, everyone laughed except Georg.
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Disaster
It had been a disaster.
She'd hoped to present the children and impress him with their singing. Instead, she'd presented them dripping wet, dressed in play clothes made of drapes.
They'd argued and she'd been far too outspoken; it was one of her worst faults really. Then he'd dismissed her.
Maria's heart sank at the knowledge of leaving the children she'd come to love. But then they both heard it. Singing. The Captain left her to find the children. A song, a reunion, then a heartfelt apology.
Maria smiled to herself. Maybe it hadn't been such a disaster after all.
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Mountain
He sat up, seeing Maria furious. "A mountain? Georg really! I don't care how 'poetic' your description was; no woman wants to be called a mountain. You shouldn't be so mean commenting on my weight, especially since I'm carrying your child."
"But sweetheart, schnuckiputzi, snooky-ookims…"
"No Georg, I'm going home, alone. And that chocolate-caramel ice-cream I bought? You can't have it, it's all mine."
As Maria stomped away, he called "Maria!" She turned, seeing him jingling the car keys. "Looking for these?" He smirked.
She snatched them out of his hand. "You're walking home."
"That'll take forever!"
"Exactly!" she sneered.
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Rolf's Bicycle
They danced, spinning towards and away from each other. Their eyes locked before Liesl started to move away. Impulsively, Rolf grabbed and kissed her.
Like a coward he ran away, leaving Liesl alone in the gazebo.
Rolf seized his bicycle and rode off into the rain. The storm was fierce, immediately he was drenched to the skin. Rolf could barely see through the dark and the teaming rain. It was therefore surprising when the wheel of the bicycle hit a large pothole in the center of the path.
Rolf flew through the air, landing in a large pile of mud.
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Red
Georg sat nervously on the edge of the bed waiting for his bride to return. She'd gone to change into something more comfortable.
She'd given him sensual and passionate kisses, before leaving him half-dressed, mad with desire, begging for more. Although inexperienced, Maria was surprisingly enthusiastic, however on second thoughts, perhaps not so surprising after all.
Suddenly his mouth dropped wide open in surprise. She'd reappeared, dressed in the most revealing red bridal lingerie, showing her curves and just the right amount of skin. Aroused by the sight of his wife, Georg knew this would be a night to remember.
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Admire
Standing at the top of the stairs waiting, the organ began to play. Down the other end of the church, nuns gathered behind the iron gate. A flash of white and she was there!
Stepping through the gate, Maria joined the awaiting children. Her bouquet was handed to her as she took a final gaze back at the nuns who were once her family.
Commencing her long walk down the aisle, she moved gracefully, her dress beautiful and elegant. Georg stood straight and regal, admiring the sight of his bride coming towards him, his heart bursting with love for her.
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Admire (second attempt)
Maria leant back against the bathroom door listening to the shower being turned off. She watched as her husband pulled aside the shower curtain, grabbed a towel and proceeded to dry himself.
Stepping out of the shower, the towel wrapped around his waist, he gave her an inquisitive look. "Why do you stare at me that way?"
Maria laughed, a mischievous grin on her face. "Oh just admiring the view."
He looked at her intensely while he quickly removed her robe, dropping it to the floor. "Two can play at that game I think," he murmured as he kissed her.
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Telephone (This one formed the start of my other story "Kiss The Girl, Rock The Boat")
Maria entered Georg's study seeing him at his desk talking on the telephone. She waited patiently until his conversation ended before sliding herself onto his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply.
Quickly the intensity of their kisses escalated, when suddenly the phone rang again. Maria groaned as Georg pulled out of their embrace, giving her an apologetic half-smile.
Before Georg could answer it, she grabbed the receiver. "I'm sorry he's busy right now," she said before hanging it up. Maria laughed at Georg's astonished expression.
"Now, where were we?" she asked before kissing him passionately again.
So I hope you enjoyed them. Please send me a review and say which ones you enjoyed the most, or if you have any ideas of new words to base the next set of drabbles on.