Wanderer

He didn’t see their transparent limbs, but he knew in his skin that ghosts were around. Though the cool change of autumn had come to summer’s death, this breezy breath held a chill uncommon for even winter. The blood within his veins slowed its movement, and his shaking called forth the woman. She stayed, looking for her children.

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8 comments so far

  1. Melisa on

    Very intriguing! I’d very much like to keep reading and see what happens.

  2. sharon on

    very poignant…x

  3. Linda Jacobs on

    Mysterious! Great images!

  4. Tumblewords on

    I immediately thought of Demeter…nice work!

  5. Sweet Talking Guy.. on

    There seems to be a lot going on here, I can feel the chill!

  6. Crafty Green Poet on

    He knew in his skin – that really is an effective phrase.

  7. gautami tripathy on
  8. soulbrush on

    lovely.


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