The arched stone entrance beckoned. Dwarfed by trees and overgrown with vines, Mother Nature had almost reclaimed it. Soon passersby wouldn’t even know it was there. But it called to me, enter. Curiosity taking over common sense, I lifted and ducked under the vines to pass through. A breeze ruffled the leaves on the trees and wafted the scent of pine around me. The forest beyond the entrance was rich and dense. I wandered through trees covered with a deep green moss. Carefully winding my way through tall ferns, I came to a small stream cascading through the trees. Rich lush green, everywhere I looked, surrounded me. Just when I thought I’d get lost in the sea of green, a bright fuchsia from a wild rhododendron added a shock of color. I sat upon the stump of a downed tree beside the stream. I closed my eyes and inhaled the rich tones of decaying leaves and wood, the musky notes of ferns. I began to hear music, pipes and chimes, off in the distance. When I opened my eyes I caught just a glimpse of white ahead of me. I tried to look closer, but there was nothing moving. Out of the corner of my eye there was another flash of white. I turned my head and heard giggling, but again I could see nothing there. Goosebumps rose on my skin, suddenly I didn’t feel I was alone.
Let’s Get Emotional
My goal with the challenge this year is to use it as an exercise to write something focused on a particular emotion. I hope to convey that mood or feeling through word choice in the story. I welcome your feedback on what worked or didn’t for you in each piece.
Once upon a time...
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