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.
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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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