The Real LJ Idol * 3 Strikes * Week 2: What Really Matters

[marlawentmad]

The scent of clotted earth pressed around her. She gathered up her skirt and tied it higher, tucking the wet ends into her belt for better maneuverability. The bare undergrowth had thorns and sharp edges which kept catching at her, like a line of sentinels guarding her from the secret knowledge she sought. Her damp shoe slid unexpectedly on the

Comments

[numero_nine]

Your imagery is vivid and powerful. It really engages the senses and pulls you into this world. It takes you on a journey. There was no sound. It was as silent as an owl’s wing, and deadly as an owl’s talons. I really love this line for some reason. It just stands out to me. Really nicely written.

[marlawentmad]

I appreciate those wonderful adjectives! Thank you for coming along into this world. I am always happy to hear what lines stood out to someone.

[alycewilson]

This reminds me of a shamanic journey. Nicely done.

[marlawentmad]

Thank you for the feedback. I am pleased by that association.