Photo by Lane Smith on Unsplash
Prompts = Unknown, Cliff, Barbarian
I was running through city streets. I felt my heart pumping hard, my legs carrying me faster than I’d ever gone before. The wind whipped my long hair, across my bare chest, and through my loincloth; I was a barbarian carrying riches I’d plundered.
I ran and ran, knowing pursuers were close. In trying to lose them, I lost track of where I was, until suddenly I was on top of a cliff. I was left with a quandary: jump into the unknown or fight.
I leapt. As I fell, I woke up.
So, doctor, what does my dream mean?
Links to other sites where I publish:
Blogger = https://onehundredwordsbyparz.blogspot.com
Medium = https://medium.com/100-word-or-less-stories
YouTube = https://www.youtube.com/user/parzivalsattva
And a link to where my Lovely Lady Love (who also operates the camera) posts her art: https://www.youtube.com/user/recyclinggoddess
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