The mountains were green, thick, and peaceful. It was hard to believe that danger was not far from us. I dipped my hand into the water-blue, clear, and icy-cold. The water had kept us alive; it brought our supplies, and it would carry us toward our mission tonight.
The very element that offered protection ushered us into unknown territories. I want to scream, kick, and rebel against the command that we need to not only accomplish this task but succeed. Continue reading
Finally, my whole being seemed to say, I have found it. Brilliant red, unfolding triumphant, it bloomed only inches away.
I knew the consequences– all would be grave and gorgeous and irrevocable– but I was compelled. All the distance I had crossed and now to have my hand hovering breaths away from it…
Eyes tied to the rose, I could not stop. My fingers tingled as they reached out for the bold petals…
What happens next?
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They were all there, ringed around the table and chatting between mouthfuls of mashed potatoes and turkey, all smiling and nodding, but I knew it was there hovering just beneath the surface. One word and everything would shatter…
What is the word? (And who are the people, for that matter)?
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The mountains were green, thick, and peaceful. It was hard to believe that danger was not far from us. We can’t stay here anymore. I dipped my hand into the water–blue, clear, and icy-cold. The water had kept us alive; it brought our supplies, and it would carry us toward our mission tonight…
What happens next?
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