The brown leather looked soft beneath the fine powdery coating of dust. Knotted loose laces allowed the tongue to hang limp, a reminder of how she wore them. I pictured her lean calf muscle leading out from the high top. It was hard to image that she would go anywhere and leave these behind, but it had been months with no word from her. Craving the sound of her revealing the power of these boots I slide my feet in. I realized that my body was slowly turning to mist and I could hear her voice calling for help…
By Shari Marshall – 2018
In response Charli’s January 18, 2018, prompt: In 99 words write a story that includes boots. Follow the prompt down the path of creativity.
Thanks Irene for sharing “Booted Out: 99 Word Flash Fiction” for sharing Charli’s prompt.
Woah! Magic boots. Wonder which sinister dimension they have disappeared into!
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Great description of the boots and how you use them to express the loss. I did not expect the twist! Thanks for joining us at the Ranch!
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Very excited to be part of the group!
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Well written and I loved the thought of transformative magic boots!
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Thank you.
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Chilling tale~~fantastic!!
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I love it! Magical boots… I thought about something similar. You rocked it! ❤
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Thank you.
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