Now on to the July Challenge.
Joann's Prompt for July is an interesting scenario:
On a solitary walk - in mountains, forest or seashore - you come upon a flat boulder with a hollow in the center. In the hollow are two shining white bones and a polished amethyst pebble. Somehow you know that . . .
Your job is to fill in the rest of the story.
Remember, stories should be up to 1500 words maximum per chapter, and 1-3 chapters total. Poems are up to 35 lines long. Put GCC in the title and tag if you wish to be a judge (and hey, it's not hard) or NGCC if you decline the prestigious judging honor.
A couple of years ago in the far off forests of Maine, in the middle of the winter, I decided to take a solitary walk into the woods.
A little while into the walk I came upon a strange clearing. The sun shone down like a cascading waterfall it was so warm and niece it felt like a warm summer day. There was a flat boulder that was as big as a bus I decided to take a nap on the top of it.
When I climbed to the top of the boulder I realized that there was a hollow center, where there where two shinning white bones and a polished amethyst pebble.
Somehow I knew at the moment in time that I come across something great. It was something that was remarkable, something that was incredible. I knew that it was piece of solitude. A great place to come, rest and be away from all the stress back in the working world of Boston
That is when I decided to get the land deed and stake this gorgeous land in the middle of the woods of Maine has my own secret home away from.
It took me a year to make a home in this little place, but it was worth it. For it will always be my place to go and rest.