Today's picture prompt was a bit of a challenge. Let me know what you think of my offering, please.
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the mirage the image had to be the majestic building rose out of the swirling
mists. Just moments before those swirls had filled her lungs, their icy
tendrils drawing her in and under. In her panic she’d tried to scream but no
sound had escaped past the lump in her throat. Despair had sat on her chest
like a suffocating blanket, and then she’d been free.
Free
from worry and pain, carried to this place on invisible wings. The warm breeze lifted the tendrils of hair
off her face like a lover’s caress.
“Step
up. It’s time, my child.”
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Mystical, wonderful, I'd love to read more
ReplyDeleteLoved it and the picture!
ReplyDeleteI am intrigued to see what happens after she steps up the steps. Very mysterious. Nice.
ReplyDeleteNice and mysterious. You set the stage and give us only clues. A perfect tease.
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