If I could take you back to the day before our chance meeting, I would have done that in a heartbeat. I would have packed my bags and left for higher grounds before you caught me in such a vulnerable state. But you lulled me in with your promise of a once in a lifetime adventure and your ability to sustain your strength for hours nearly knocked me off my feet. You gave new meaning to a bad hair day and the sea foam around my feet looked like a hundred adoring cats meowing for a little kibble. Sandy, you seduced me and I went along with your plans because no magic potion in the world could have saved me from your wrath.
This is wonderful, Elizabeth. I love the image of "hundreds of adorable kittens around my feet."
ReplyDeleteI must admit, this prompt so far has had me stuck. Thinking about you and hoping you're safe during the storm.
This is proof of the ways in which we channel our energies, anticipation, etc., into our writing. A perfect rendering of a perfect (ugh) storm.
ReplyDeleteOoh, me too, love the kitten metaphor, but mostly, I love the elegance of your words, whatever you choose to write.
ReplyDeleteThis flows so naturally you forget to count sentences, you forget it is in response to a writing challenge... Just from the heart!
ReplyDeleteExcellent story. And as I sit here with Sandy's rain-filled winds whipping around my house, all the more apropos!
ReplyDeleteLovely writing. I really enjoyed this piece, and so heartfelt and relevant. Well done!
ReplyDeleteVery original take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteWell done!
JzB
Very evocative writing!
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