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What means life? (Friday Fictioneers)

September 5, 2019
PHOTO PROMPT © Penny Gadd

A shuddering stretch, trembling, inching slowly down. Down was wrong. Should be up. Up is where the warmth is, but to escape… must go down. Stuck here too long. Too dark, too cold. Must go to live.

Crawling, reaching further. No soft moist soil, no answering cry or greeting from quivering blades of green. Must go. A sucking sound and the grip holding it in the too small prison let’s go. White, naked limbs flail as it falls to the hard, unforgiving surface below. Creeping forward. Clawing, dragging. Clear glass it cannot breach. A latch. Stretch and twist tug.

Freedom.

This is a Friday Fictioneers Prompt

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27 Comments
  1. Cleverly done, Laurie.

  2. Loved this sparse and vivid writing! Well done.

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

  3. The great escape. The question is…now what?! 🙂

  4. bearmkwa permalink

    Loved the flow of this, kept drawing me down with it. 🙂

  5. I was finding myself stretching in help!
    Once freedom is reached, then what?

    • It’s a good question Dale, I imagine victory is launching into the garden, burrowing into the earth and planting roots.

  6. You had me reaching out too! A brilliant take on the prompt Laurie.

    My story – Billy and me!

  7. Nature has a way of escaping mans’ prison. I liked the internalisation of the plant’s determination.

  8. Dear Laurie,

    Quite a stretch need to escape. I felt the reaching and desire for freedom. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  9. Very vivid. The emotions flow through.

  10. What an agonizing escape. Now I’m feeling sorry for the poor plant. I’m glad it made it to freedom. Great descriptions, Laurie. 🙂 — Suzanne

  11. Escaping isn’t easy… but freedom an agonizing journey is the price to pay

  12. Imagining all of this is going on while the human is sleeping. Glad it got away from its prison.

  13. Descriptive, visual writing. Creepy main character 🙂

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