Sue’s Thursday photo prompt started a story which I have decided to keep and add to a collection of folksy, fairy stories I’m getting together. This is a short offshoot of the original idea. Thanks, Sue for the inspiration
On the cracked and blackened ground, the eggshell almost glittered in its whiteness. The air smelled of burning and something sweet and exotic. A breath of breeze, carrying scents of cedar and a thick oily perfume, stirred the treetops and brought an echo of a song. She looked up, hoping to find the singer and instead saw a golden feather drifting slowly downwards, rocking back and forth. She caught it in her hand and the soft plumes hardened to a filigree of gold.
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Thank you for your always wonderful postings and information. Have a great week ahead. ,-) Michael
Thak you, Michael…you too…and plenty of sunshine 🙂