Points of View

© Ayr/Gray

The Unicorn Challenge.

A magical new weekly writing opportunity from him – C. E. Ayr – and me.
The rules are
Maximum of 250 words.
Based on photo prompt.
That’s it.

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Points of view

It’s a strange place you find yourself in – and at an in-between time.
The sky is losing its rosy glow, as the sun finally appears.
In the silence that surrounds you, you hear the sounds of life wakening, rustlings and scufflings – the undergrowth is alive with its own heartbeat.
Insects buzz and birds chirp.
Butterflies dance in the light.
A young deer steps delicately out from among the trees and onto the bridge, warms itself in the sun.
Then, somehow warned, it raises its head and listens…
Abruptly and swiftly it flees back into the trees.
Could it be your presence that it catches, alien here?
And yet – and in spite of the beauty of your surroundings – as you wander along the sunlit path, a sense of unease rises in you.
Gradually.
Very gradually.
There’s no other trace of human life here – none at all.
You stumble, look around.
Far off to your right you catch sight of high mesh fencing hidden among the trees.
Razor wire runs along the top.
You realise that you’re not surprised.
You discover you’ve always known – ever since you were aware of the world around you – that this fence was there, bordering the path you’re on.
And finally you’re face to face with the question you’ve always avoided: are you on the outside looking in through the fence?
Or are you on the inside, looking out?
You know the answer.
And it saddens you…

24 comments

  1. I was right there with you, so vivid was your telling (that moment when a doe lifts her head, suddenly aware). I’ve brought my wire clippers with me. Shall we make a break for it? Maybe the the deer will follow…

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  2. Really enjoyed the secret rhythm to your story. Despite being fairly un-tutored in asuntos de poesia, sometimes they hook on the edge of my mind as I read

    Insects buzz and birds chirp.
    Butterflies dance in the light.

    very cool

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  3. Magical to mysterious in the flutter of a doe’s eye lash but smooth as an eagle souring high overhead. From delightful to disturbing, utopian to upsetting, wondrous to worrisome, all without missing a beat. Sublimely written, Jenne. 💫

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