The Puddle to Another World
Sandra didn’t understand. When she looked into the puddle she saw a stone church reflected in the water, but there was no such church. It should have reflected the car park building that was actually there. Maybe there had been a church at that location in the past, she wondered.
Confused, she knelt down and touched the water. Her hand went through the puddle. To her surprise, she fell into the blue sky.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 73
This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #112. I wasn’t planning on writing this now, but the idea just suddenly popped into my head…
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Excellent. And I love the detail of the car park… since that’s where the puddle was π
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Love your take, but what is weirder still is we took parallel paths and were writing at the same time. How’s that for a puddle porthole?
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It’s interesting eh? I always wonder if writing creatively taps into some shared psychic phenomena. I try to be sceptical, but it seems to happen often. All I know is the idea suddenly came into my head and I had to write it then and there.
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Awesome π
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