Under the huge glass dome, Benny sat nervously on a bench.

‘A new addition to our Mediterranean Biome is this perfume garden inspired by Moorish gardens of old,’ said a guide as a group of tourists shuffled passed. ‘Roses, lilies and jasmine are just some of the wonderful scents you can find in here.’

Benny watched them go and looked at the pink-red rose he held. He hoped it was a good one. Dating a Biome Supervisor at the Eden Project made giving flowers as a gift a whole lot more complicated.

Kathryn came out the staff door. Radiant in a burgundy dress, her red hair shining, caught by the sun glinting through the glass roof. Benny stood to greet her and held out the rose.

‘Happy Valentine’s Day.’

‘A Wildeve,’ Kathryn smiled, taking the rose.

‘Eve in the Garden of Eden,’ Benny said.

‘I get it, Benny.’ She pulled a small box from her bag and gave it to him. ‘Happy Valentine’s Day.’

Benny opened the box. Inside was a red apple. Benny looked at Kathryn.

‘A Discovery apple. First raised in Essex in 1949. Crisp and juicy.’

Benny looked into Kathryn’s deep brown eyes.

‘Tempted?’ she asked.

© Sascha Darlington

Written as part of Sunday Photo Fiction. Write a story of around 200 words based on the photo prompt given (above). Hosted by Al Forbes. For more details visit HERE.

Visit the Eden Project website HERE.

To read more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.


  1. I love the symbolism you’ve used here because it does the job without being overdone.
    My favorite line was “Dating a Biome Supervisor at the Eden Project made giving flowers as a gift a whole lot more complicated.” It brought a subtle bit of relatable humor to a fantastical setting. Really awesome storytelling.

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