#8sunday August 23 , 2015 Birdie 04

It’s Weekend Writing Warriors time again. This is my submission. What started out as a paragraph in response to visual prompt took on a life and mind of its own and this is where it went.

#8sunday August 23 , 2015 Birdie 04

After the introduction of our main character, we discover that she is a haunt, who has been trapped in her childhood home, consuming fragments of her broken, discarded dreams as her only sustenance. Made homeless by the demolishing of her refuge, she takes to wandering the streets. She is unexpectedly gifted with the attention of a stray ginger cat. Every day the cat goes on a mission. Our haunt decides to follow it.

The read the preceding text click here. The story continues with the following 10 sentences (I have included the last line of the last post for continuity):

One day, taken with its attitude of feline purpose, I decided to follow it. So I jogged down the road after it, with its stripy orange back end a few meters ahead of me.

We were soon trotting along the dusty dirt road to the one and only rail siding in the village. A couple of shanty huts had sprung up, like dusty trail weeds, in the dry brush, lining the tracks. A forlorn string of grey washing was strung to an equally dismal sapling. The clothing flapped listlessly in the small breeze that stirred the dust at my feet.

I heard the commotion inside, long before I could separate the voices. A deep growl, underpinned a higher, hysterical note. A child, I decided. The buckled metal door swung open, and a slight, ragged form tumbled into the dirt, stopping just a few heartbeats from where I stood, frozen.

© Kim Magennis 2015

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24 thoughts on “#8sunday August 23 , 2015 Birdie 04

  1. This is one smart cat–or one lucky haunt. I wonder if she can do anything for this poor child, though.

    You do have a version of “dust’ three times in four sentences, which is a bit repetitive. Unless it’s on purpose…

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    1. Thank you Caitlin. I did take a bit of ‘poetic’ licence in this piece as a whole. So rhythm, rhyme and repetition do happen a lot. But I will keep an eye out that it doesn’t get a bit much. I really appreciate the input.

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  2. “A couple of shanty huts had sprung up, like dusty trail weeds,…”
    Kim – I adore the way you spin your sentences. It’s like the little houses sprang to life, and since she’s a ghost, I like the juxtaposition. Great snippet.

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