Prompt: bridge over a stream, leading straight to the mountains.
Sarai was visiting her parent's farm, a delightful change of scenery from her usual forested cityscape. Through the property ran a stream leading directly from the mountains, a small red bridge stretched across the softly trickling water.
Sarai spent much of her time on that bridge, gazing at the flowing waters and reflecting on her life. Eventually, thoughts gave way to peaceful quiet, watching the small fish jump and swim.
A voice from behind startled her out of her daydreaming.
"Enjoying the view?"
She turned and smiled at her grandmother,
"yes actually, I'm glad I came."
Her grandmother smiled in turn, golden honeyed skin crinkling around hazel eyes. suddenly, her face darkened. "your grandfather is calling or you."
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January writing prompts
Short StoryMy friend invited me to join a writing prompt activity, I don't know how to send the stories to them, so I'll just publish them. say hello to Sarai, my writing prompt character.
