We are But a Memory

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wissof-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….


 Copyright – Jan W. Fields

26th of March 1827.

My love,

The lightning outside my window heralds the sound  of thunder that remains ever distant, but I know it is you calling upon me. Surrounded by familiar, yet foreign faces, it is a relief to acknowledge there is no strength left.  There is a kindness around me that I surely don’t deserve, but it is balanced by the greediness with which their hands   sort through my earthly possessions.

To finally fly free into your arms, beyond this prison of commonness…It would never be too soon. My immortal beloved…

We are forever.

Ludwig van Beethoven

Josephine Brunsvik

Immortal Beloved


36 thoughts on “We are But a Memory

  1. Dear Loré,

    We seem to have taken similar paths into the ethereal dream world of composers this week. Nicely done.
    In your second line I think you mean, “familiar, yet” rather than “yer” So easy with the t and r so close together on the keyboard. 😉



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  2. I followed your links. What a torturous life Josephine Brunsvik led. I was quite exhausted by her trials and tribulations, not to mention multiple childbirthings. Another enlightening piece in the rich fabric of Friday Fictioneers. Well done.

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  3. Jim Kane says:

    A wonderful story. I am beginning to more completely understand how artistically gifted people are so emotionally sensitive. Not a bad trait but one that offers a challenge to living!



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  4. Poor woman. They didn’t have many rights in those days. Even though she was wealthy, she still suffered. She had so many children taken away, and also traveled a lot and that must have been hard then. I’m surprised she lived as long as she did. Well done, Lore. — Suzanne

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  5. You and Rochelle were on the same wavelength this week and you have both produced great images of the lives of two very different but incredibly talented musicians. I followed your links and was appalled at the life that Josephine led. Thank you for educating me today.


  6. I guess I’ll never be famous. I’ve lived too easy a life and not suffered enough to be worthy of greatness–not that I’m complaining mind you.

    This is beautifully written. I love the letter format. My favorite based on this prompt. Five stars.

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