Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt # 233 “VELLICHOR”
by Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
The heavy, window paned door slams shut behind me. The tinkling of the brass chimes hanging from the knob cheerfully serenade new-comers and sing of impending revenue to the shop owner.
My nostrils luxuriate in the heady aroma of worn bindings, weathered pages and endless dreams.
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Nicely done!
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Thank you so much Dale!! 😊
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You capture so well the moment of an entering an old/used bookstore: the sensations seem universal somehow!
pax,
dora
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Thank you Dora!!
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Wonderfully atmospheric, well done.
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Thank you Keith! 😊
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Very nice, Gypsie. I get the sense of the shop and feel of walking in.
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Thank you Bill!! 😊
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A beautiful description. I really like the second sentence, the idea of the brass chimes singing of impending revenue to the shop owner – what a lovely metaphor! 🙂
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Thank you so much Sunra! 😊
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