My A to Z Challenge: Flash fiction written using two words and a photo for inspiration. How did I chose the words? First I brought up a noun list for each letter, then averted my eyes, scrolled the mouse down, stopped and double-clicked. That was the word! The second word was chosen the same way but from a dictionary list of words.
NOTE: Photos are from free to use photo sites such as Pixabay.com and Morguefile.com. No attribution necessary.
His last pair of leather boots. They'd taken him hundreds of miles, hiking the Appalachian Trail. Doing what he could to live off the land, avoiding contact with people, as much as possible. Staying far away from modern day life. He took the boots off and looked at his feet. His toes were sticking through what was left of his socks. He felt as worn as they were, but yet, as tough as his boots.
He stretched out on the bed of leaves, arms behind his head for a pillow. I just need to sleep a bit. The sun is my blanket, so warm and comforting. He dozed off, oblivious to his surroundings.
It was a year later when someone found him, or what was left of him. The forest and its inhabitants had claimed him as their own. But his boots were still there, covered in moss, a testament to the life he had lived.
Stay Calm and Read Flash Fiction!
Never mind the words, the photo's brilliant/
ReplyDeleteI was lucky to find it to use with the words I picked!
DeleteI can clearly see how the photo inspired your story, which I loved. You provided me with a moment of pure imagery. Today I am on a visiting tour of some of the A2Z posts. Glad I found yours. I will have to come back to read the others you have posted. (and the doodles :) )
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lynda. Glad you enjoyed it and do hope to see you back!
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ReplyDeleteWow! That was some powerful imagery, Donna. I can see how he would have just dozed off without checking the surroundings owing to his tiredness. It was his time to go. There are worse ways for sure.
ReplyDeleteL is for Lonely
Definitely are worst ways...when it's time, I'd love to just go to sleep and drift away!
DeleteSo sad, and yet a lovely peaceful way to go doing what he loved.
ReplyDeletehttps://iainkellywriting.com/2018/04/13/l-is-for-lisbon-portugal/
Thanks, Iain.
DeletePoignant, so concise and yet so full. I love a whole story in so few words.
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A Bit to Read
Sometimes the extra short length just works. ;)
DeleteYour story goes so well with the photo. He went peacefully and became a part of the land he lived off of.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great way to go, perfect for him.
DeleteWow - if he could have asked how he wanted to go, that was probably it.
ReplyDeleteEmily In Ecuador
That was my thought....
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