Posted Oct 04, 2017, in Stories, by Lynna Landstreet
So, there is this Inktober thing, where those who choose to do a drawing each day for the month of October, following a different one-word prompt each day. And I like this idea, but my own imagination tends to work more often in writing than drawing these days. So I have decided I am going to try it, but in whatever format inspires me on any given day - probably mostly writing, but you never know, there could be some drawing or photography or something in there too...
I'm starting two days late, so it may take me a little while to catch up, but for now I give you my first contribution, for the prompt "Swift":
Swiftly they fly overhead… To mortal eyes, just dark clouds, flung by chill winds across a grey October sky. Yet those who look beyond appearances sense them as much more.
The chill edge of the wind is not merely the breath of oncoming winter, but the icy touch of the grave. The veil is beginning to thin; the passage between worlds preparing to open.