The Woods : Mondays Finish the Story

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Not one but two stories today as it is also Mondays Finish the Story! The photo prompt is below and the story must start with “Not knowing what to expect, he made his way into the dark of the forest”

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham
© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

The woods

Not knowing what to expect, he made his way into the dark of the forest. He felt acutely misplaced and awkward. Woods were the substance of fairy tales or of Robin Hood and belonged firmly in the realm of stories or films.

The shoes in which he was so comfortable on the sidewalk or at the office felt so out of place far from the concrete and tarmac of the city. The soft and humid carpet of pine needles enveloped and caressed his feet and he was surprised at the sensation.

But he had no time for pleasure and certainly no time to reflect or compare. Only time to get where he needed to go and precious little of that.

When he got to the other side of the forest, the plane would be waiting for him on the runway and he would take off to begin his life anew.

Keeping on the path he half-walked, half-ran, as fast as he could.

Click on the prompt below to see the other entries and perhaps your own?

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