She wanders from thicket to glade, trailing songbirds in her wake. I have followed her for days. My feet are weary, my heart sore and full of regret.
Sunlight glints off the arrow set against my bow. A promise is a promise.
Written for the yeah write weekly gargleblaster challenge. This week’s ultimate question:
Why do birds suddenly appear?
Go read the other entries, and remember to come back on Tuesday to vote for your three favorites!
Wow. So many emotions in so few words–exhaustion, regret, reluctance, defiance, surrender. Just brilliant.
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This reminds me of stories I read in medieval lit classes (don’t ask me how many I took, lol). The romance is heavy, which I love.
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Nice idea well executed.
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Lovely prose –
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Love this, Christine. Dark and beautiful.
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The last line is truly beautiful.
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Snow White it is! Interesting that someone else also used her this week, albeit differently! Sun glinting off the arrow is a powerful image. Loved it!
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Keeping up promises is very hard some times…nice writing:)
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Love, love, loved this piece… fabulous writing, love the ‘trailing songbirds in her wake’… beautiful, Christine…
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I found this to be very intriguing. I thought of Snow White too, and the hunter promised to kill her. Very ominous.
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ooh. i love the use of ‘arrow’ in this one, and also how it ends, ‘a promise is a promise’. well written as always.
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Hahaha! You’re going to kill that bird for all your pain and suffering if it’s the last thing you do. Loved it!
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I just love the entire piece! The imagery and feeling you create here is beautiful.
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This is incredible! And that last line – straight to the heart.
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no time for doubt or second guesses, even if she is “trailing songbirds in her wake.”
what a gorgeous line of writing. It reminded me of Snow White or Sleeping Beauty, “thicket to glade.”
WOW!
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“Sunlight glints off the arrow set against my bow. A promise is a promise.” Deep and beautiful. Lovely, lovely take.
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Oh! One of my favorite words has always been glint. This is beautiful, yet poignant! The last line leaves me with shivers. You’re writing is always so gorgeous!
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