journey

Midnight Sun 5

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Small house on a rocky moutain top, cloudy sky and evergreen healthy

© Ayr/Gray

Many thanks to Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr for their photo prompt, THE UNICORN CHALLENGE. 11/01/2024). No more than 250 words in length.

It was slow going, but once they’d gotten through the heavy new growth at forest’s edge, the journeywoman relaxed in the saddle and let Horse take the lead following the glacial stream. The further along they went, the broader the tree trunks, and the greater the space between them. She’d not slept well the night before and the slow, undulating climb had lulled her into a dream. Or perhaps it was a vision? Continue reading →

Midnight Sun 4

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Six Sentence Stories

The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: PANEL. Visit, comment, and write & perhaps post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES. The Café is open. Come as you are!

The sun set extra late and rose extra early in this northern clime, and the journeywoman rose, the normal energic exhilaration that accompanied such long summer days thin in the shadow and grief of her mother’s passing.          Continue reading →

Midnight Sun

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Moon over mountain

The midsummer sun meant an extra long day, and she and Horse had easily traversed the rocky field, pausing at the liminal space where diamond-sharp stream burst through dense curtain of darkest forest; they would not enter at night.                      Continue reading →

Remote For a Reason

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The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: REMOTE. Visit, comment, and write & perhaps post your own on Six Sentence Stories !!

It’s not that the trip across the channel was long, but that it was terribly uncomfortable: waves rolling and resolving in a stomach-lurching corkscrew, aluminum hull juddering against whitecaps, a ceaseless and acidic breeze from somewhere else besides the majority of the big lake (because no matter the weather elsewhere, this channel was always like this); legend has it that fewer than three persons had ever crossed within a single season before the lake iced over, so does this make me number three, or four?              Continue reading →