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I urge people to join in, comment with your paragraph of fiction to accompany the image. It doesn’t have to follow my story or reflect the same themes. It can be a poem or in a different language (provide a translation please :) ). Anyone who wants to join in, is welcome. This photograph will be reblogged under Ermisenda on tumblr and added to the Picture it & Write gallery on Facebook and Pinterest.

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Floris Van Cauwelaert

Floris Van Cauwelaert

I trudged through the snow with my eyes closed. Whenever I’d open them, even the slightest, my retina’s burned with the explosion of light around me. My throat itched with thirst, my feet were raw inside my dirty shoes, and I hobbled with the weight of my rucksack on my aching back.

“Hold up,” I croaked. I was sure the man in front of me hadn’t heard me. I prepared myself to speak again but he turned.

“We’ve been walking for hours,” I began, hoarse. Swinging my arm around to gesture to the crystal landscape around us, I fell. I hadn’t realised just how weak I was.

“We have arrived.” I heard the man speak. I lifted my head out of the snow which scratched my face like glass. He was no longer there. As if a ghost, he had disappeared.

Suddenly, the ground trembled.

 Ermisenda Alvarez

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