Saturday, February 18, 2017

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Post 1454. Saturday February 18

Sunday's Whirligig




Some experiences defy explanation. Do you actually remember them? Could they be nothing more than dreams, or the creations of an overactive imagination?

I am certain I was there. I’m sure I walked along that corridor. I can still see the twisted cord lying on the floor. I had to follow it. Why? I don’t know, but follow it I did. Flickering candles sent my shadow darting this way and that; the corridor went on and on and on, until it suddenly ended and I found myself facing a solid wall. The twisted cord was tied to a rusty loop. I turned and started my journey back, but I suddenly tripped on the cord and crashed to the ground. Blood gushed from a cut on my cheek.

That is where my recollections cease. I can’t recall anything else. But I still have a scar on my cheek.

I’m walking in the forest. A twisted cord lies on the rotting leaves. I’m following it. There are shafts of sunlight flickering through the swaying trees........



This week’s given words at Sunday’s Whirligig are cords, could corridor, anymore, are, anarchy, tie, twisted, there, experiences, explanations and else. I used all but one.


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4 comments:

  1. Very nice! It never ceases to amaze me how beautifully you write all genres.

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    1. Variety is the vindaloo of life! Thanks Darla

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  2. Fascinating and a bit scary! I have a couple dreams that have repeated for many years, the situations are very familiar to me, yet have not occured in my lifetime as I recall it. So I wonder where they come from or if they are merely something my mind has created to play with!

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    1. I often wonder too. One of lifes unsolved mysteries!

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