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Tapestry Of Dreams

September 7, 2014

I didn’t take my umbrella with me, it being such a nice, sunny morning, so naturally I got caught in one heck of a downpour. I darted frantically for cover. The old-fashioned brass bell hanging over the door jingled merrily as I let the door slam behind me. Dust tickled my nose and i sneezed explosively. I wiped the rain from my glasses and stared cautiously around the dimly lit shop. It was shabby, filled with antiques, books, and mysterious artifacts. I heard a shuffling sound from the back room and an old man, wrinkled, and white-haired lurched into view. Joints creaking noisily from arthritis he moved slowly and stiffly. “How may I help you madam?” The ancient proprietor inquired in a reedy British accent.

“I’m afraid I don’t want to buy anything, I just ran in here to get out of the rain.” I admitted abashed, my clothing dripping wetly on the cracked linoleum floor.

“Well take a look around while you’re here, you might see something you like.”

“Thank you, I think I will.” My eyes fastened on the fascinating jumble cluttering every surface. One item in particular drew my gaze like a magnet. “What is that?” I breathed in awe, rapt with admiration, pointing to the faded fabric hanging.

“Oh that would be a fourteenth century French tapestry of Saint George and the Dragon. Beautiful isn’t it?”

“It’s gorgeous! May I touch it?”

“Of course madam.”

I rubbed my finger across one corner of the fabric feeling the nubby texture of the stitches. An electric jolt went through me, the colors drew me in. I had to have it. “How much is it?”

“Ninety-five dollars.”

“Why so little?” I asked curiously.

“Because I can see that you and it belong together madam.”

“Do you accept Visa?” I asked breathlessly.

“Of course madam.”

He wrapped it up and I took it home. I hung it from a place of honor on my living room wall. That night when the light of the full moon fell upon it, it came alive! I learned I had bought more than just a tapestry. I had also acquired my very own knight, steed, and dragon! When I tried to return the tapestry the next day the shop had vanished!

The knight and steed haven’t really been a problem. The knight has proven to be quite handy around the house. I sold my car, the steed takes to and from work every day. But I had to have some very stern words with the dragon about attacking the neighbors and their vehicles. Thankfully the he’ll eat just about anything so at least my garbage bills have gone way down.


In response to Daily Prompt: Sudden Downpour
It was sunny when you left home, so you didn’t take an umbrella. An hour later, you’re caught in a torrential downpour. You run into the first store you can find — it happens to be a dark, slightly shabby antique store, full of old artifacts, books, and dust. The shop’s ancient proprietor walks out of the back room to greet you. Tell us what happens next!

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