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Can’t go home (Friday Fictioneers)

March 10, 2022

I see the hut in the distance and breathe out a misty sigh of thanks. I can’t feel my toes, or my feet for that matter, still they manage to get me to the doorway. It takes far too long to break the door open and get a fire going in the hearth. Even longer before I feel my fingers again. I collapse next to the fire and scrub my dry eyes. It doesn’t seem real. I tripped through the doorway and found a new world. The sky, land, even the trees alien to me. How will I get home?

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22 Comments
  1. And getting back home is the next thing we think about after we’re safe, isn’t it?

  2. An all too human experience, even if the MC isn’t one!

  3. Seems like a segment of a much bigger survival adventure. I’m intrigued!

  4. You can go back to a house, but find it is no longer home.

  5. Oh dear. This almost feels like they have been going from one place to the next…

  6. This sounds like a cold adventure to me. 🙂

  7. This is a great fantasy of transporting through a door into another world. If only we could pick our destinations, unlike your character landing on a frozen mountain and seeking shelter in an Alpine Hut.

  8. That doorway wasn’t what it seemed. At least there’s safety in there, wherever he is.

  9. She has gone through the portal, from unsafe to safe. She will learn, now that she has survived. Good descriptions and storyline.

  10. Dear Laurie,

    You described the feelings quite well. There’s a lot of story between the lines. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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