Sunday Scribbling #208 prompt: alchemyÂ and Weekend Writers Retreat
The clearing was bright with moonlight, dew glistened on a spiderweb.Â The evening was chilly but sweat ran down her face and pooled at the base of her throat. There was no sound but her breathing as she carried the wolf, sticking close to the tree line in case she was seen.
It was slow going, carrying his weight, even with all the strength of the wolf within her.Â She knew where she was going.Â She never wanted to return there, but he was hurt.Â His own wolf strength might not be enough to heal him.
She plodded on.Â He groaned and she rubbed her cheek against his fur.Â “Shhh, love.Â Trust me and rest. ”
He wouldn’t change now.Â He was too weak and he wouldn’t have a chance in his human form.Â She walked on through the night, losing all track of time, putting one foot in front of the other.Â When it was nearly dawn and she didn’t think she could go much further, she saw smoke.
“Almost there, hang on.”Â She staggered to the door and kicked it with her boot.Â She closed her eyes for a moment, legs and arms shaking.Â It all came rushing back.
The porch looked exactly the same as when she had last seen it.Â The bench where the alchemist sat in the sun with the wooden box and garden tools by the door were exactly as she remembered.Â She should.Â He once saved her and this became her home.Â She heard his footsteps approachingÂ the door and for a moment, had to fight the urge to run away.Â The wolf in her arms held her in place.
He looked the same, only his hair had grown snow white. â€œJae! Come in!â€
The words came with more difficulty than the exhaustion would have caused her. â€œI need your help.â€
the plot thickens and so does my curiosity
Very good! So well written and compelling!
I’m wanting to know who shot him.
Ah, you write so well! I’ll be watching for more of this tale.
I could feel my arms aching with the weight. Provocative words.
Oh, I like this piece! Makes me want more, more, more. Compellingly written!
Great that – I love stories within stories.
Yeah what Stan ski said. But I like also that the heroine was going to get help for the wolf even though she didn’t want to go back to her old home.
Brilliant opening line. Very vivid (and a pretty good name for your main character too!)Jae..
Thanks all and Jae – it was a perfect name 🙂
You had me hooked from the first few words. So, what happens next?
Very nicely written, I always want to ‘hear’ more.
Excellent–I now only want to know what happens next, but what happened before, because she’s not at all happy about going back there…
Sometimes the things we leave in the past sneak into the present, unwanted but relentless.
Well written. This piece drew me in.
Very interesting. Makes me wonder why she doesn’t want to be there.
Thanks for reading Suzie’s House.
How you draw us in with your brilliant writing. This looks like another Night Wings saga! Have you got time? It is as though you have written this piece just for me as I love wolves.
I’m so glad you like it. It will be something in the future I think.
Ohh, I really enjoyed this. More, please?
for the love of another being it is timeless beauty…that makes me want to take another breath..
You left us on the precipice. I wonder what will happen next!
I would love to read the whole story.
Thank you for visiting ariel.
I see you’ve got another beauty in your inventory.
this was for my class – the lesson was point of view and tense. phew, I have a lot to learn…
Babe, we’ve ALL got a lot to learn. The only way to do it is to keep writing. And you’ve hooked so many of us already; you’re well on the way.
Thanks, Susan – I have learned a lot right here in the blogs from all of you!
I love being plonked in the middle of a story like this – not beginning and no ending. Great stuff.