A story of ancient discovery. Enjoy!
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I flexed my fingers beneath the sealskin gloves. Tarileah, the elflord who hiked before me, didn’t have to wrangle such thick clothing, his body being made for extreme climates such as these. “Storm’s clearing, eh?” I asked, hoping to inject some cheer.
Tarileah responded with a shout just over his shoulder, “Can your human eyes see it yet?”
“See what?” I asked.
“Hurgruld Mountain.” Tarileah pointed ahead, through some mist. “I can see unnatural shapes ahead. We might approach today, perhaps tomorrow if we must camp.”
I squinted my eyes, but I saw nothing, try as I might. The dwarven mountain was surely in that direction, and I could believe Tarileah wouldn’t lie about his excellent sight, but my senses couldn’t detect the mighty, dwarven Hurgruld.
The dwarves create magnificent things and leave fantastic vistas behind them wherever they go. After they’ve strip-mined the inside of their mountains, emptied every…
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Thanks so much for sharing – I love reading all the entries and seeing just how wide the variations in ideas are.
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You’re very welcome. I hope you join in again in February if you have the time with all those other challenges! Happy Writing!
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Looking forward to it!
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Diane, from the many fantastic responses, it is obvious that your prompt is a smashing success. Kudos to you and all the participants!
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Thanks, Greg. It’s been a bit overwhelming, but so fun. I can’t wait to share yours. It’s a treat. 🙂
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Gosh, don’t worry about sharing mine. There are a lot of wonderful entries here by writers who could use a little exposure and encouragement.
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I’m fitting them all in. 🙂
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Wonderful, that is how community is built.
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