I wasn’t going to post this, but here it is: an attempt at flash-fiction for FFFC #92. The image is below. I am also sharing this with the Writers’ Pantry.
Side note: I just realized that I have been writing and posting about space a lot lately.
She had wandered throughout the whole solar system, no, entire galaxies, in search of a place to call home. This was the fifth planet on her list, and she had not found any peace. Ambling down the sandy path to the edge, the end, of this world, she nevertheless felt a strange happiness.
“I’ll add this place to my collection,” she decided. “I carry the memories from every place I’ve been.”
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Intriguing! And maybe we all traverse many worlds on our journeys, and carry the memory of all the places we’ve been.
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Very glad you posted it.
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The image and the words you chose mesh beautifully together. Quite intriguing.
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Bitter sweet. I hope she finds a place to call home.
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It reads like the beginning of an epic. Also, the tone and theme (and perhaps the image, a bit) made me think of The Little Prince.
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Happiness can often be found in unexpected places.
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