They think you’ll return, but I read your eyes. You have exiled yourself before they could do it.
Your snow tracks tell me where you’re headed. Our place. I flash my fingers, icy sparks flowing, to hide them behind me. Nobody will follow us.
My pack is weighted with supplies. Everything we’ll need for weeks tramping through the forest. But my feet feel light, giddy with escape.
You left so quickly. I think you meant to spare me. How could you ever imagine I would abandon you, let you suffer alone?
You, who can always pull the laughter from my aching heart.
Who never judges my fears.
Who sets me straight when I’ve bent too far.
You say you are complicated, wrong, outcast. But I am not full without you.
Wait. Let me find you. Let us be complicated together. Let us cast a new space, where we can bloom.
Word count: 150. Written for this week’s What Pegman Saw challenge. Big thanks go out to Karen and Josh for hosting this weekly photo prompt! This week Pegman takes us to Saskatchewan, in western Canada. What a gorgeous place! Click the link to see what images other authors found, and to read their stories. And as always, feel free to join in with a story of your own: everyone is welcome!
Most of the photos I found while touring around Google maps were of summer camping, but when I saw this snowy forest, I knew I had to use this image. Most of the continent I’ve been writing on never sees snow, so this story has to take place in the southern region of Layor. Earlier versions of the story included more magical and fantasy elements, but I was having a hard time explaining exactly how finding spells worked in such a short word count, so I concentrated on the emotional aspect instead.
My apologies for skipping the story posting last weekend. I have been ridiculously sick off and on for weeks now, and especially since Thanksgiving (I lost my voice that night and still don’t have it back!). I am starting to feel well enough to be productive again, although it might take a while to recover from the shock of confronting how many tasks have piled up during my illness. Whew! I hope the rest of you who celebrate Christmas are farther along with your holiday preparations than I am!