Written for Sunday Whirl Wordle. Our host is
Brenda Warren; her prompt words for this week are
shown below. Here’s where the prompts took me.
crush, crisp, creamy, script, brisk, dreams,
dust, seeds, dim, night, whisper, and shimmer

The winter of 1940 arrives crisp and without mercy.
Helen sits at the kitchen table long after the children have gone to sleep, the night pressing itself against the frosted glass like something that wants to be let in. A single candle burns. Its light is dim and creamy, pooling soft across the grain of the table her husband built before the war took him to a place whose name she could barely pronounce.
She has been staring at the blank page for an hour.
The script comes slowly at first, her handwriting smaller than usual, as though the words might escape notice if they stay close together. She writes about the market, the bread line, the brisk walk home through streets that smell of woodsmoke and cold stone. She writes about small things because the large things would crush her.
Then she pauses.
Outside, the first snow of the season has begun to fall, and through the glass she can see it shimmer faintly in the gaslight. On the window sill sits a sparkling layer soft as dust. It reminds her of something he once said …. that snow was just the sky’s way of planting seeds for a quieter world.
She smiles and signs her name, then folds the paper and tucks it inside an envelope sealed with a whisper of a kiss.
She blows out the candle and climbs the stairs to bed.
She dreams of her husband.
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This is “I’ll See You In My Dreams” by Joe Brown
Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, unless otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.

A wonderful story in beautiful words!
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Thank you, Sara. So pleased you enjoyed “Liverpool”.
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Beautiful and tender writing Nance 💕
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Thanks, Ange. So glad you enjoyed this. 💕
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😊
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A lovely story Nancy.
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Thanks much, Di.
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This line is so true- it gave me chills- snow was just the sky’s way of planting seeds for a quieter world. I love the silence snow brings.
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I’m so glad that line landed well for you. There’s nothing like the silence of a blanket of snow; it’s like a cocoon hugging the world. Thanks, Jodi.
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A lovely write, Nancy – and I was so glad you mention the place, Liverpool – aye, the ‘pool, and the Mersey.
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These random words …. it’s amazing what they say to us! Thank you for a delightful comment, Chris. I’m so glad you enjoyed this story. 😌
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Liverpool got its name from an Old English phrase, first recorded around 1190 as Liuerpul, meaning a “thick or muddy pool” or “creek”. This likely referred to a tidal inlet from the River Mersey—often described as murky or muddy—around which the original settlement developed.
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That is fabulous information, Jim. Thank you!
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Oh my, this is beautiful, Nancy.
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I was hoping you would feel that way, dear Keith. Thank you. 😌
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What can I say, your breathtakingly beautiful words say it all my friend … 🎵💜📘
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Your comments have filled my heart, my dear friend. Thank you so much and thank you for the beautiful sounds of Roy Orbison.💙🎶
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You’re most welcome, and it’s probably the best “dreamy” song of all time my friend 🥰🎶
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You are right!
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She writes about the small things because the large things would crush her.
Stunned.💜
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It’s a heartbreak thinking of mothers and wives writing those letters. Thank you, Liz.
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“She writes about small things because the large things would crush her.” that says it all. Brilliant!
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Thank you, D. Such difficult times; they weigh heavy.
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Lovely gentle reverie 💜💜
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So glad you thought so. Thank you, sis 💜
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You’ve captured the atmosphere so beautifully, dear friend
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Many thanks, dear sis. I’m glad you felt it.
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You’re most welcome
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