She’d been #missing for days, the search #hindered by #lightning storms and driving rain. On the day the #sunshine returned she came walking out of the forest, perfectly calm and dry. We never did learn what happened. #sunthing #brieflywrite #flexvss #vss365
Category Archives: sunthing
Speaking Magic
The #storyteller soaked them all in a deluge of words. Zelda scribbled faithfully with her #pencil, but the #ocean dried up on the page. In reading, the magic was #absent, the words insubstantial as the #fluff under the sofa. #366FF #whistpr #flexvss #sunthing #vss365
Occupational Hazards
I #jump on the #late #ferry and see a #new ferryman. “Where’s Mort?” I ask. “Fell overboard and his #essence dissolved,” says the #bony figure without a trace of #compassion. The commute to the underworld is like that sometimes, I think, squinting against the #salt spray.
#vss365 #sunthing #flexvss #366FF #vssmagic #whistpr #bravewrite #winterwords
Survival Club
“Let’s go, #Survival #Club! My pack has an #onion, a pair of socks, and a plastic recorder. That’s a great haul! Last time I only got water balloons. Let’s not have as many disqualified this time. I had six funerals last year.” #sunthing #flexvss #whistpr
Divine Intervention?
How many days has she been wandering the #wilderness, #surviving on rainwater and berries? So many that she thinks she’s hallucinating when she stumbles over the box with its neat #label: “Survival Kit.” #vssmagic #sunthing #whistpr
Modern Art
“It’s the #unity of humanity’s #vanguard marching at the #winter #solstice through the #isolation of a heavy #snow.” “Is that…a big #bug with doorknobs for its shoulders, knees, and toes?” “Yes, for leaving the door to our original thoughts #ajar.” “It’s #original, for sure.”
#366FF #vssmagic #vss365 #vsswinter #sunthing #vsschristmas #flexvss #brieflywrite #bravewrite #whistpr
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