Debbie Whittam has set a challenge to write a poem or story in 50 words, or multiples of 50 up to a maximum of 250 words, inspired by a picture and include some particular lines.
Here is the picture:
Here are the words:
“Whatever presence it was that had been observing her as she made her way through the woods, it was now pursuing her.”
Here is my story:
The Lure of the Wilds.
She had to admit she was lost. She was on a bird watching tour of Australia and she’d wandered off from her group.
She had heard the most beautiful bird song she had ever heard and it had cast a spell on her. Captivated, she’d had to follow it.
Using binocular’s, she scanned the valley. She could feel a presence but she couldn’t see anything. She continued down the track hoping it would take her back to her group. Then she felt a shiver that ran down her back.
Whatever presence it was that had been observing her as she made her way through the woods, it was now pursuing her.
She started running despite her common sense screaming at her not to run on that uneven terrain. Then she collapsed from a combination of exhaustion and the heat.
She became aware that suddenly the birds had gone silent. Not just the melodious birdsong she’d followed but all the birds. Then a man stepped into the clearing from the path behind her. He was wearing a uniform of dark green and a wide brimmed hat. It was the gun that alarmed her.
“Are you Mary Anderson? Your group asked me to find you. You’re safe now. I’ll guide you back.”
As she let him pull her off the ground and lead her back along the path she looked up and saw in the trees, another man with a gun and a whistle in his lips and disappointment in his eyes.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 19/July/2018