The short walk for the future.

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wllz.on.ice
Junior Member

since 2004-09-07

Posts 35
the united kingdom.

0 posted 2004-09-09 06:09 PM

And so, as he walked over the horizon and took that right turn onto the feild he realised something that his mind ignored before. He saw a place that no man-made substance could show him. Nothing could of prepared him for the breath-taking discovery that this fateful wander down that narrow country-lane began to unfold.

For the past 3 days this man had been under a veil of confusion. A so called depressive state that overcame every other action he had wanted to do. It seemed his only escape was a deep sigh into the cool breeze. His loss in his life was deciding his bleak future of greyed prosperities. He hadn't raised a smile for the time since his break-up. The etched mark of a woman was growing deeper upon his back.

As his dog lavished the fresh silk air of the hills, he wondered whether to turn back on this minature adventure or venture further upon these hills. A glance left over the towns halted him in his steps. What a view, he could see his local village in all its glory. Situationally it was fantastic, cascading treetops leading to a quiant church tower. A spectrum of green that flowed into the horizon. The white whisps that reminded him of the milky way on full zoom bled into the light blue clear skies. The blue faded into the darker twilight of with-held question. The sky was interrupting in his sadness. So much so that a smile began to shape as his mouth opened slightly as he sat down onto the dry and grass that carpeted the feild.

As he looked down once again, past the village and onto the bare ground, he began to dwell on the fair lady from the not-so-distant real life dream. He wondered how his life had changed so much. How his heart had managed to work its way 4 inches down in his body to a new low. And how fate was suddenly just a farse.

The man raised his chin after several moments to see the distant beauty once again. The view from infront and upward seemed so inviting for some reason. This moment was when his mind collapsed, the thought arose; he has time. It seemed like his life was so long, and as if he had lived forever he felt there was nothing left. In an instant this idea had fallen. He stood up and walked home with his hound, he fell asleep knowing something new. He realised that when he woke up, he could start over again. He had opportunities and the future. The horizon. The distance. The view. Everything can change, and everything can be on a different palette that painted his life, he can work with a new canvas. His style may remain similar, but his colours became lighter after that walk.

wllz

this is the 3rd person perspective of my most enlightening adventure.
thanks for reading.

Sometimes I wonder...

Larry C

Member Patricius

since 2001-09-10

Posts 10286
United States

1 posted 2004-09-10 12:09 PM

wllz.on.ice,
Time well spent and well expressed. Nice.

If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.

Midnitesun

Member Empyrean

since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

2 posted 2004-09-10 12:54 PM

"The white whisps that reminded him of the milky way on full zoom bled into the light blue clear skies. The blue faded into the darker twilight of with-held question"
oh, I'm glad to see you joined this board. Although there are a few spell errors (perhaps just American English differences?)
and a couple of rough sentence transitions, I loved this write, especially the above highlighted sentences. It's an interesting write, one that begs to be expanded into a long story, fit to be read on a rainy night, with a warm cup of tea and soft 'memory making' lighting.
ie, I enjoyed it!

PS, I believe you are on your destined pathway. PLEASE keep writing. You have an excellent imagination, effective use of imagery, and a keen eye capable of seeing beyond the end of your own visage.

wllz.on.ice
Junior Member

since 2004-09-07

Posts 35
the united kingdom.

3 posted 2004-09-10 03:19 AM

My spelling isn't perfect ;( and i had been smoking before i finished the story.. i think my head was flowing a little faster than my writing.

thanks for your encouragement, i shall carry on writing for ye's.

wllz

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