(c) Erin Leary
Every Friday authors from around the world gather around the virtual fireside of fellow WordPress blogger Rochelle Wisoff to share flash fiction stories of 100 words, prompted by a common photograph, and exchange constructive criticism. Readers’ comments are also welcome. This week’s photo has been provided by Erin Leary. Thanks, Erin. This is a very beautiful image!
Here’s the story the image has inspired:
Pastoral
Conscious with the sense of having lain watching a sun rising through mists. Cold I saw I was naked amongst bracken. Rising to walk I clothed myself in fern feather twig and herb plucked from the forest floor. Hungry I foraged with other forest creatures. Years passed in deprivation. Came a winter bitterest of all yet I wasn’t cold. My garment had grown dense and long over time each layer reciting in rich or subtle colour a poem of its season. The forest’s food had made me strong and I walked in a song thronged by my forest friends.
Ann Isik
98 words
I agree with Rochelle’s comment. There’s something comfortable and warm about this.
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So good, you had to say it twice. 🙂
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I agree with Rochelle’s comment. There is something comfortable and warm about this.
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In the end, after all that leaf weaving! Thanks. Ann
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Dear Ann,
This has the feeling of ancient folklore. Astral and poetic.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you and perceptive. Strangely enough, it’s an echo of something I wrote that came out of nowhere when I was just beginning to write ‘seriously’ in about 2003. Later, I knew it to be a sort of blueprint of ‘the hero’s journey’.
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I write for Friday Fictioneers a lot-hope to see you there! beebee
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Interesting. I loved the descriptions.
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Thank you Jackie.
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Beautifully written Ann, well done.
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Thank you! Ann
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I can picture this is my mind – you are very good with the descriptions! Very interesting in a good way! Thanks, Nan
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Very descriptive and intriguing.
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Thank you again.
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