100 words for Friday Fictioneers, a group of raft builders from around the world, supervised by head shipwright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, based on the photo prompt below.
On placid water I launch my vessel, raising sea level around the world. I pull on the oars to clear the surf line and watch the wake, quiet evidence of my passage, expand toward opposite horizons. The journey ahead is long, the ocean vast. I will find my way across, buoyed by the knowledge that we are each a small brush stroke in the Painter’s masterpiece, even as we struggle to write our own. One good sentence is a miracle. A paragraph is a gift.
In the still of the night ironwoods sigh, candle light flickers and imagination takes flight.
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