As she approached the path, her senses imbibed the essence around the beautiful area. Her gifts given to her by nature were escalated and pure. There was nothing she could hate about this sacred place marked with a palisade of vines and boulders. It was like time stood still, and it had that feeling that if you dropped a pin that it would be heard for miles with as peaceful as this place stood.
She fumbled in the pockets of her hooded jacket, unsnapping the button, to grab her cell phone to capture this moment of tranquility. This beautiful destination would make her crave to come back again and again. God and man had studded this path with the beauty of the world within it.
It’s heaven on Earth.
This post was written for my daily word challenges (Daily Spur, #FOWC, #RagtagDailyPrompt, WOTDC, My Vivid Blog, and Your Daily Word Prompt, along with Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Three Things Challenge.
Jerri looked out of the window at the vacation condo that she escaped to, and the view was amazing. She saw the steepmountains in the distance as the wood of the landscape hugged the view from her window. They were so far away, but she could still see the grade marks put onto them by the environment. They were absolutely gorgeous. It was one of those scenic views that she had only seen in those antique, framed pictures that you find at estate sales for a fifty-cent piece, or like the ones that are resting on the walls of hotels that were in the cities.
To the right of her window, there were some flowering plants growing on the tall trees, and to the left, there were some ancient palms that had collected a few vines throughout the years. She wondered if the birds in the distance would obtain enough bravery to visit her window, even the parrot soaring above brought her a feeling of colossal happiness. She began recording all of the beautiful scenery until she felt a bump on her leg.
At her feet, her companion brushed up against her leg. It was her Siamese cat named Bruce, and he was due an adventure to the paradise Jerri had just found. He was her best friend, and she did not have anyone to take care of him while she escaped. Bruce used his back legs to bounce up into the window sill. He was brawny for a cat and very sturdy. He seemed to be enjoying the natural essence of the getaway.
Jerri and Bruce took a seat near the open window, and she took a deep breath while petting the feline posted up on her lap. She found paradise, and the feline did too. The worries in her mind were zilch. It was a good day.
This is the first time using this Photo Challenge prompt from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, and I am really excited to try it. I am going to mix the word challenges in this creation, and I hope you all enjoy it.
He looks down at the dirty streets filled with cars and people, and he wonders what it would feel like to fall. Tears fill his eyes in a flood of emotion, and he runs his fingers along the underside of groovy edges on the cement balcony upon which he sits while peeking over the edge of his knees. He feels like his life is an allusion of what he should be, and the sounds coming from below are bloodcurdling, loud, and triggering.
He is too scared to push off forward to his demise, and he hopes someone will come to save him from himself. He wants to look back but can only look down. His face flushes with fear, and his ears feel as hot as the sun in the desert.
Then it happened. He no longer felt like he was on fire. He feels divine intervention holding onto him as his heart races, causing a shiver in his bones.
“I can’t do this”, he says to himself. He slowly backs his bottom to where he can put each leg in a safe place and exits his looming demise.
“I have too much life to live to go out like this. Thank you, God!”
He exits the balcony, grabs a bottle of water, and walks out the door to never go back again.