Step Away.

 

Step Away.

I looked straight ahead. All I could see were the leaves whispering in the trees at the bottom of the ravine. His shadow lumbered into my peripheral. I felt the heat of his body as he eased closer. His toes grazed the edge with mine, causing the soil to melt away in tumbling crumbs.

“I always knew you would come here,” he said.

“I know” I replied. “When you step out it’s like flying.”

“I know” he replied.

43 Comments

    • Donna-Louise Bishop
      4th November 2015 / 7:01 pm

      It’s every fortnight now 🙂

      • 4th November 2015 / 7:06 pm

        Perfect. I completely lost track of when the prompt was posted (and was clearly too lazy to look). Thanks.

    • 5th November 2015 / 4:23 am

      Not late at all, the same cannot be said for me however… I shall hurry on over to you now.

      • 5th November 2015 / 7:11 am

        Someone has been having too much fun recently.

  1. Donna-Louise Bishop
    4th November 2015 / 7:01 pm

    I think your piece inspired me to be honest Laura! Thanks for the great read.

  2. 8th November 2015 / 5:47 am

    I must be losing my brain cells because I couldn’t understand this in the first go. I reread this and I was like wow.

    Great post Laura!

    • 25th November 2015 / 7:09 pm

      Thanks, I’ll take that as a compliment and not that I wasn’t conveying it very well… I think, haha 🙂

  3. 9th December 2015 / 9:16 pm

    There is something about this that is all too familiar and inviting in its very haunted way.

    My very belated contribution can be found here: http://wp.me/p3LEiB-9M

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