This ‘Spring Break’ was started with the intention of developing a process of image creation and story telling before I actually started writing the story that I wanted to tell. It has been that…and I hope it continues to be a place for me to learn and hopefully improve upon this process.
From the beginning, I thought it might also be a place to create some background for the ‘real’ story so I do have a path in mind that as of today (June 5th, 2019), remains the course that I am sailing on. However, with the latest post, ‘Awakened’, in which I felt the desire to add another character to the story that I hadn’t even considered before, I realized this ‘prologue’ may prove to be more than I had originally planned.
With that in mind, this ‘vacation’ may yet take turns that I hadn’t planned on. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I am enjoying writing it.
Spring Vacation 2019 Previous Next Share on facebook Facebook Share on twitter Twitter Share on tumblr Tumblr Share on email Email The last couple of weeks have been somewhat busy behind the scenes. I have been doing some building for an as of yet unannounced (but much hinted at) project along with other preparations for
A fog that lasts for a week with no retreat, that seeps under door and down stairways should disrupt the mood of anybody. Yet, today Aedan felt a bit of sadness as the sun pulled back the curtains and fully immersed everyone and everything for the first time since he arrived in this town over a week ago.
Aedan didn’t know what was happening but he knew he wasn’t going to miss his flight after waiting for so long. He stared at his reflection in the glass while waiting for boarding to begin for his section. As hard as he stared, the reflection didn’t change and nobody around him acted as if anything were wrong.
Aedan stood in near silence at the door, only the distant rumbling of waves breaking on the shore and squeals of gulls broke the silence yet didn’t break the calm. He knocked at the door again but with a bit more effort this time.
“Ya voy, ya voy!” came a feminine voice from behind the door even as the door cracked open to the extent that the attached chain would permit it. Brown eyes at chest height to him peered out the door at Aedan.