Reblogged from Georgia at Walking With Bastet in Prose in response to the photo prompt:
Down and down into the snow … or was it snow? Could it be cotton-wool, maybe something else. I really couldn’t be sure, the stuff wasn’t viscus … nor particularly sticky. On the other hand, it wasn’t really cold either.
Down and down I walked into the odd pinkish light with its eerie accents of green. The wind moaned just at the end of the stairs. I could see footprints …
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Thanks for the reblog!
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