The castle looms in the distance – a potential place of refuge. It appears to float in the sky, shrouded in mist. I imagine a labyrinth of discombobulating hallways and twisting staircases within the castle walls. I advance with a tentative and delicate step, as if moving to the rhythm of an adagio. A path emerges through the haze as I draw closer. I resolutely approach the formidable gate, pounding on the ancient wood in desparation. The gate parts and I realize my mistake.
Prompted by Sajde’s “What do you see # 192- June 26, 2023” and Sammi’s “Weekend Writing Prompt #317 – Adagio.”
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Very intriguing story Jennifer. Really enjoyed reading it. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you, Sadje! Loved the prompt photo!
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Thanks Jennifer
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Oh such a sense of foreboding – great write 😃
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Thank you, AJ!
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Very nice. It could be an interesting story.
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Thank you! 😊
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The gates part… oops 😬
Next chapter please 🙏
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