Quote For The Day 6-25-2017

“Heroes know that things must happen when it is time for them to happen. A quest may not simply be abandoned; unicorns may go unrescued for a long time, but not forever; a happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story.”
Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn

Sunday Photo Fiction – June 26th 2016

The idea of Sunday Photo Fiction is to create a story/poem or something using around about 200 words with the photo as a guide. Once you have written and posted your story, please add the link to the inlinkz froggy icon and add it to the collection so we can all have a read.

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The stones smelt old. That fact alone amazed him – that stones could smell. You didn’t learn that in Ninth Grade Geology. He hadn’t known how completely stones separated inside from out until he’d come, needing an escape increasingly denied by an empty world.

Turning back to the last tour of the day, he motioned to the canon beside him, imparting memorized facts from the templates in his mind. Spend enough time doing tours and the patter became rote. Rote meant time to stop. Stopping meant he wouldn’t be the same man walking out as had walked in. Stopping meant he’d never return to this little forgotten place, speck in a fading world.

Answering a few more questions, he thanked them for coming, hoped they enjoyed the remainder of their vacations.

Across the grounds, a misty figure materialized, eyes meeting his. The guardsman saluted. Turned and walked into the wall.

It wasn’t only history he’d found here. It was belonging.