Empty #writephoto

Sue’s #writephoto prompt this week…

It wasn’t often that she got to the beach ahead of the rest of the crowds, but today was one of those days. The morning mists were just clearing, and the sun was starting to shine.
Looking at the empty run of golden sand, with the tufts of green grass inviting her to sit, she took a step forward.
Then stopped.
Those shadows.
Glancing to her right, she expected to see other standing there. Drat, she wasn’t the first after all.
But there was no one there. The whole beach was empty.
Yet the shadows remained.
And they appeared to be moving towards her.
Footprints appeared in the sand.
She needed no other warning.
Tightening her grip on her beach bag, she sped off, screaming to no one in particular.

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Deep #writephoto

Sue’s #writephoto prompt this week…

Coming round, I see the light first.
It’s like a beacon, calling me.
Looking around at where I am, I realise that I’ve been living my life wrong, and this warm, cosy place is only going to get hotter, and hotter…
It’s still not too late.
If I can reach the source of the light, I can climb back up, seek redemption, become a better person.
But it’s just so comfortable here.
The climb up looks hard…
Is it worth it?
Saint or Sinner?
My choice.

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Horizon #writephoto

Sue’s #writephoto prompt this week.

horizon

Dear You,
Sitting here, watching the sun slowly set, I feel a sense of peace finally come over me.
It’s been tough these last few weeks. I wasn’t able to get away from anyone. I know they were being considerate, not wanting to leave me alone for even one minute, but still, sometimes you need a little solitude you know, to really put things into perspective.
This was where we always came, wasn’t it, when we wanted some time together, alone? In times of sadness, happiness, lust, and anger, we rushed here, mostly together, but sometimes we’d be hot on the tails of the other.
This view, this horizon, it’s seen a lot of our life played out, and in the end, it even bore witness to our last moments.
Who knew that final drive to our favourite spot would be our last? That, holding my hand, you’d take your final breath?
They didn’t want me to come here, but no one seems to understand that this is where I feel whole. Just sitting on the sand, staring out into the horizon,  I know you’re here with me.
Be happy, wherever you are.
I’ll come here often, to feel you near me. I’ll scatter your ashes here, so I know your final resting place will be where your heart always was. And I can only hope that when my time comes, they’ll bring me here too, so we can finally be one again.
Love you always,
Me

 

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Spring #writephoto

Sue’s #writephoto prompt this week.

the-silver-well-3

Spring forth with new life
Drink from me to renew self
Feel energy soar

~~~

But drink sparingly
Drops are better than huge gulps
Just enough for you

~~~

Remember the words
Enough’s as good as a feast
Too much, you’ll regret

Ritu 2017

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#writespiration #104 52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 8 Choke / Bridge #writephoto

Today I am combining two of my weekly prompts, as they came up on the same day!

Writespiration by Sacha Black where the prompt word is Choke. The challenge is that we only have 52 words, no more no less, with which to spin a fictional web!

And

Sue Vincent’s #writephoto, where we have the following photo to use as we wish.

beneath-the-bridge

So here is my little tale…

A bridge over troubled water.

Or over hardly any water.

A stench so foul from the rotting debris, strewn into the water, pungent enough to make the hardiest human choke.

But not me. This place was perfect.

It smelled glorious to me, the new troll on the block, or under the bridge!

 

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