Stories tagged “mountain”
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Back Down the Mountain
We were headed on our way down the foggy mountain road. It was one of those winding ones, the ones that you always read about in books. The kind that make you feel like they could go anywhere. For all we knew this road could take us anywhere. It was th...
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Higher
On and on we walk in file through the bitter cold of the night. Desperately trying to force some of the thin air into our lungs as the loose scree slips under our feet. I watch the feet of the person in front of me. Copy how they walk. It’s easy...
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In the foothills
When we came back down the mountain hand in hand, the old-timers clucked their tongues and got all meddly, saying things like “I guess she had that planned the whole time” and “wonder how long that’ll last”. I wanted to te...
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Limbo Theory
She sipped the coffee from behind the plate glass in the lodge, toying with the idea of another run down the slopes. Only a few braves had climbed into the gondolas. With snow falling like it was, she wasn’t going to blame anyone for staying in b...
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Which Mountain
The screeching, explosive flight of her pheasant flock first alerted her to the travellers outside. From the depths of her cave, cosied with tapestries and fleece, shuffled Juthwara. Age had not yet bent her, merely greyed and wrinkled her. She subtly ...
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Daffodillydallying
Basil petals Drift where the Indigo wind settles Over crimson calderas. Slopes of dandelions freckle The flowered faces of our being Embodying j us t daffodillydallying
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Roman Candles
It was a falling dream, only he was falling away from the Earth, his cozy campsite and the surrounding forest rushing away with incredible velocity. Rivulets of light sprang from his flailing limbs, swamp gas green. The moonlight glazed river twisted s...
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Pocket of Life
Pocket of life amidst the barrens Bowl before the heavens Stony tendrils spread under vaulted sun In their midst a spring fed glade Amidst miles of rock and held aloft Greenery grows and beckons souls Weary of war and valley heat, “Come partake, ...
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Once Lost...
I still haven’t been found. The moss, pungent with loam and decayed leaves, has returned. The rains have long since leveled the slight mound that concealed my body. There are bones, my bones. Mostly healthy, once framing me with veins, muscles, m...
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A Vigorous Spirit
The crystalline waters rushed into my container as I submerged it in the shallows of the stream. I waited with the patience of centuries as it slowly filled, and when the last bubble drifted from to the surface I raised the flask to my lips and drank. ...
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The Mountain Man
My feet crunch through new snowfall, the powder muffling all other sounds. Most people find that eerie. I think it’s peacful. A crow yells at me from a nearby evergreen and I pause and look up. I pull a small morsel out of pocket and offer it up....