Wet snow
makes
muffled sounds
underfoot
as each step
deeper
into the forest
promises
new wonders
for the senses
and the crisp nip
in the air
helps to cool
the furnace
raging inside
writing challenge
Gideon’s Challenge
Weekly Creativity Prompt – Manna From Above
Prompt: “Pull (at least) three cards and use them to tell us a story that ends in the phrase “manna from above“.
It was a long and arduous battle, and I raged through the night to come out the other side with my blade and clothes coated in crimson. (Ten of Swords)
As I traveled home, weary to the bone, I worried that that I might not have slayed them all. Had one of the beasts gotten past me? Would I arrive to my home only to find all that mattered to me had been burned to the ground in a pile of smoldering ashes? (Nine of Swords and Ten of Pentacles)
And, when I climbed the last rise that lead to my home, I prayed to the heavens that my home would still be there, and that the smoke in the air would be a cook fire and not my family burning. So fearful was I that when I crested the hill and I heard my wife’s shrill, nagging voice carry over the distance to send my ears a-ringing, it was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard, and to my soul it felt like manna from above. (Page of Swords)




