Ingress

Ingress

A Story by Lemon Cakes
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I have seen this before....

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I can’t even see the sun, only an endless sea of green in front of me. Sitting up, the ground looks so far away. How tall are these trees? Everything is quiet.


I turn around and my heart soars. An impressive stone staircase cuts through the green. My legs shake yet I stand. I start up the path.


I brush my fingers against a standing fern. Dew droplets spray off. I feel the moisture all over. My skin shimmers like the leaves. 


I walk slow. The steps have been worn smooth. I still cannot see an end. This mountain must reach the sky.


I look up. There is no sky, only green. A mist is setting in now, dulling the vibrant color. I must be near the top. 


I have seen these steps before. Has the path looped around? How is that even possible? Even the mist is gone.


I must be losing my mind. The leaves are brighter now. The dark stones of the path are my only comfort. There must be an end.


I see a brown spot up ahead break the scape. Could it be a sign? I force myself faster. My luck most certainly must be changing.


I freeze. There is a dead fern. All the leaves are cracked and shriveled. The air turns dry.


I sit. It has become difficult to breathe. I try to focus on the fern but I can see only green. I lay down.


I can’t even see the sun, only an endless sea of green in front of me. Sitting up, the ground looks so far away. Why does this feel familiar? Everything is quiet.


I turn around and my heart sinks. It is there. The stone staircase cutting through the green. My legs shake yet I start up the path.


I see the fern up ahead. Almost impossible to tell yet I know it is the same. I walk by. I touch nothing.


I saw this in my dreams. But only at the end. I rub a callous on my thumb. Anything to keep from reaching out.


I grasp my hands together. The stones are smooth on my feet as I walk. They are just as beautiful as I saw in my dreams. The green is more intense.

 

I do not know why. The ferns beckon me. Reaching towards me with their delicate leaves. I know I must refuse.


I saw a girl. In those dreams. She touched the ferns. Everything went dark.


I see something up ahead. It breaks the uniformity of the green. I continue at my pace. It does not seem to be moving.


I recognize it. Again it feels familiar. That is impossible. It must be centuries old.


I want to reach out to it. To feel the bone under my fingers. There is a chip on the third bead from the center. I know this.


I reach out to take it with me. Every bone won’t let me leave it behind. It is strange. This is a woman’s necklace.


I am able to pull my hand away. It is one of the most difficult things I have done. I continue walking. I somehow feel lighter.


I hear something. It is getting louder. My legs move faster of their own will. The green seems less oppressive.


I almost cover my ears. The roar is deafening. The plants are growing smaller. Abruptly all goes quiet.


I have made it. I can see the sky. It is the most stunning shade of blue I have ever seen. I collapse to the ground and cry.


 

I stride out of the cave. The forest is quiet. Not even the wrens are out. I now know why.


I stretch my front paws in front of me. It is time to find life again. I glance back into the rocks. This place will no longer be home.


I raise my head to the wind and walk away from the mountain.


I follow this new heart where it takes me.


I will forget soon. 

© 2015 Lemon Cakes


Author's Note

Lemon Cakes
What do you think? I am definitely open for feedback as this was a new style for me to try. As I started I noticed a pattern forming so I continued it throughout. These stories aren't really going to have a theme or style - I'm just going to write what comes to mind from a photo prompt.

Should I add the photos I am using as inspiration to each?

More to come!

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I wanted to like this but I am afraid I didn't get it / enjoy it on first reading. Re-reading it, it has grown on me. I think the overly repetitive nature of the style used was fairly distracting. I would have liked it interspersed with another style / view point. I noticed you used the word must quite a lot - that would be one point to consider.

You could perhaps try being more descriptive with the actions of the character in places - for example, 'I sit down' changes to 'I sit down heavily [on the sodden green earth] or whatever. Please also remove or change the line 'I walk slow' as it is grammatically incorrect, thanks.

Don't throw this away - it has a lot of promise and I think there is plenty to keep which is excellent but it needs a little bit of work so it is slightly more readable.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lemon Cakes

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your comments. As I said this was more of an experimental writing than I am us.. read more
I would love to see the photo that prompted this. I like the repeating theme. I also enjoyed the ending, it snuck up on me and those are some of my favorites. The action was a bit hard to follow at times but I feel like that was intentional. I feel like it was meant to be confusing and disorienting so that's good. My only real suggestion would be to add a line between paragraphs making it easier to read. As far as the content, I don't have any suggestions mainly because discovery writing is about exactly that, discovery. Keep it up. I'm looking forward to reading more.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lemon Cakes

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much for the review. On the original document I did have everything 1.5 spaced but it s.. read more

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