The deluge began in the foothills and quickly flooded the delta. Dolores left puddle prints as she slogged her way to the plains. She whistled her lips bone dry, sucked up the clouds of mystery. Stood barren before the one good man.
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Ooh, that last line! Very well done Kymm.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rachna! So glad you like it.
DeleteI second the love on the last line! Very nice, indeed.
ReplyDeleteAccepting all the love! Thank you, Jen!
DeleteI love this prose. Reminds me of Annie Proulx or Cormac McCarthy.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the love, Josh! Been working on landscape lately : )
DeleteLove the visuals - can just see Delores slogging and leaving her puddle prints. Hope the one good man is worth the struggle.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the love, Sarah Ann! So glad you can see it : )
DeleteSuch evocative writing. You are good at this!
ReplyDeleteYou are very kind. Thank you, Susan!
DeleteA very determined woman. This felt like a fable in a storybook. Beautifully done--again!
ReplyDeleteOh, I love that it felt like that. Thank you, Tina!
DeleteThis is a really great piece, Kymm. I hope she is not disappointed.
ReplyDeleteOh, thank you, Thom! Might be a case of who disappoints who...
DeleteI agree - there is something fable-ish about this piece. Lovely details crafted in a creative way, especially "sucked up the clouds of mystery." Love that line.
ReplyDeletePleased about the fable-ish : ) Thanks for the love, SL!
DeleteAgree with the "fable-ish" feel. Emphasised by "Stood barren before one good man". It's almost biblical (in the best possible sense).
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Asha!
DeleteFor some reason I could almost feel like my feet were sopping wet after reading this. LOL I know, I am weird! I loved the imagery you used. Brilliant. ♥
ReplyDeleteGlad you got your feet wet. Thanks for the love, Kathy!
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