In Which A Story Unfolds: Chapter Thirteen*

Ink on paper

This story belongs with the preceding posts, read in chronological order: “One”, “Two“, “Three“, “Four“, “Five” “Six”, “Seven“, “Eight“, “Nine“, “Ten“, “Eleven“, “Twelve“.


And so she went about the island, saying goodbye to the birds and animals and plants, packing away memories and nostalgia. 

And when she was ready, the island lifted the earth around her until she was in the thick of the storm, until the air electrified, until she remembered her fear. 

“Grab hold of the storm, it will propel you.” The island said. “Follow the sun, it will lead you home. Listen to your shadow, for it knows more than you do.”

“I will miss you island.” She said as as she leapt into the storm. 


*Tomorrow is the final installment of this story. 


323 days done, 42 days to go.

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