FLASH FICTION FRIDAY 55
Asleep? Dreaming? Sleepwalking?
Heavy wooden lids kept her eyes shuttered.
Thoughts flickered around.
Cool air kissed her skin as she shivered under its touch.
Then she woke to the soaring forest above her.
She vanished into insignificance.
Her breath left her as she gazed up at the majesty towering above her.
Magic brought her here.
(Photo credit: Bamboo Illusion by Marylee Pope - Kodak picture of the day)
Flash Fiction Friday 55 is hosted by G-Man