Jenny provided the picture picture below as the prompt for this week's Centus. My response, of exactly 100 words, is below. Follow this link to Jenny's blog to read other responses.
“Oh, Momma, look. It’s going to storm. Maybe we’ll get some rain this time.”
With a weary sigh, she glanced to the west, watching the towering clouds and the menacing blackness sweep toward them.
“Oh, please,” said another of her offspring, “everything is so dry.”
Momma shivered in the wind. The storm was a double-edged sword; fire? or life-giving water?
Lightning cracked, followed by a thunderous boom. A wisp of flame erupted. A small plume of smoke made its way through the tree’s branches.
The tree embraced her offspring as her dry leaves curled and began to smolder.
Excellent and unsettling.ReplyDelete
Magnificent, scary and sad.ReplyDelete
storms without water - that is what happened here last summer...but now we have had storms with water, and the grass is endless :)ReplyDelete
Wow, you drew me right in and now I feel dry and thirsty...Great writing !!! ;)ReplyDelete
Its a real shame how mother nature can be so fickle. Great take on this one.ReplyDelete
This actually made me shiver.
I felt the power of your words.
And the power of what is to come.
This was well done.
Brilliant! Very powerful writing!ReplyDelete
Have a lovely weekend :)
Powerful and eery...and too real this year.ReplyDelete