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After some time of sitting in sisterly fashion staring out at the big lake’s waves, and having found peace, if not answers to their dilemma, Rockmouse sighed and turned to Ferah.
“What are you holding back?” she asked Ferah.
Continue readingJoin us for a weekly blog party in Six Sentence Stories, hosted by Denise and attended by some mighty fine, fun folk. Prompt word=FISH. Read, write and come back for more SIX SENTENCE STORIES. (Link goes active Wed night).
Ferah felt the presence of her brother Montay in the shed, his vulnerable state as a snake in molt, and reached out instinctively to comfort; he may have been older than her, but he was still her baby brother.
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January 15 – “Symbiotic”. Many Thanks to Sally for today’s prompt, as we take a moment or two each day this month to reflect on words that come from the community. And thanks to Linda G Hill for getting us organized!
So, we have a graduate-level prompt for today, which means a bit more thinking about how we COULD respond to this word. And I’m all for that, especially because of the unravelling I see around me. And including me, sadly.
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Montay’s dream shifted from happy times with his sister, Ferah, and the vow they’d made to each other to always have each other’s back, no matter how much they fought.
What replaced the dream was more like a hallucination that shifted from bright colors of summer moonlight to a murky, distorted dream of he and Jimann together after Ferah had parted ways with him, and the verbal poison hidden in honeyed words, poured into the porches of his ears (as it were).
Continue readingJanuary 1 – “Mindfulness”. Many thanks to Emily for today’s prompt, as we take a moment or two each day this month to reflect on words that come from the community. And thanks to Linda G Hill for getting us organized!
It snowed this morning. Again. I know it was this morning, probably after 7 am, because I didn’t see fresh tracks from the twin does that cross my back yard and jump over the waist-high fence that keeps our human neighborliness neighborly. The deer regularly stroll through before everybody gets up to start the bustle of their day. Cars running, lights snapping on in the winter dark, thump of young children’s feet on the thin wood floors, the jingle and crunch of a dog or cat eating and making music with their bowl of kibble. Meanwhile, I’m mindful in my dreams as I remember how busy life was when the kids were young.
Now they’re grown and I’m a gramma.
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The night had come on suddenly, like thick wet wool dropped over a shivering body, and Montay wondered what this cottage and the lands surrounding it would be like in wintertime; Ferah and he had always loved the perennial summer of their homeland, the heady scent of decay and new growth, the feel of dirt and dappled air as they chased each other through field and forest as cats, took to the sky as birds of prey, sinewy scaled tails combing the river’s rush as they cut up against stream, so why would she choose a place like this to retreat?
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