when you pray, move your feet

[wrensgirl]

The rain blurred his vision as he maneuvered the muddy terrain. The unfamiliar landscape was confusing. He kept moving. The noise of the water hitting the earth masked his movements. Bryan prayed as he continued his stealthy progress. He was miserable and cold but he couldn’t stop now. He ran, hid, prayed, and ran again. The same cycle over and

Comments

[shadowwolf13]

So what happens next? :D

[wrensgirl]

I'm not sure yet to be honest.

[wolfden]

This leaves me wanting to know more about Bryan. What's he running from and where is he running too.

[wrensgirl]

I haven't decided for sure. I'm still weighing the options =D

[dslartoo]

Echoes of "Logan's Run", echoes of "Shawshank Redemption", echoes of a tale yet untold. What makes this worth reading is that even without any kind of background or backstory, you've still given us enough to spark a flame of interest. Nothing ever tastes as sweet as freedom.

cheers,
Phil

[wrensgirl]

I'm glad you liked it.

[m_malcontent]

Stands alone well...leaving everything to our imagination, but if it is part of a larger work...I am definitely hooked!

[pricelessone]

I agree with dslartoo! Definitely makes me think of "Shawshenk Redemption" and also "Les Miserables" in a way. I love your last line about the dirty wet air being the best smell on earth.