Firewood [flash 124]

Firewood

Jake slid his phone back in his jacket, for no camera could capture this magnificence. The sunrise beamed through the tree branches and set the forest path aglow like a mystical morning fireplace. Everything bloomed in molten hues of red, orange, and gold. These woods were bewitching and the farther he wandered, the more certain he was he’d made the right decision. Only last week he’d sold everything, quit his desk job, and left his dull life for a nomadic existence, traveling nature’s paths, being at one with the rhythm of the tides, and sleeping under a blanket of stars every night.

Jake was so blissed out picking berries in the sun shower that never heard the mountain lion pad softly up behind him.

~*~

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge 25

ยฉ 2019 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

22 responses to “Firewood [flash 124]

  1. Short lived freedom. Poor guy. Great story.

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  2. Does the mountain lion eat Jake?

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  3. Pay attention, Jake!!!

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  4. Hey Paula ,when you get the time l have just tagged you for the challenge “Wanna Know You Better!!!” Although you may have done this already?

    https://aguycalledbloke.blog/2019/08/06/wanna-know-you-better/

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  5. Beautiful imagery then uh-oh! I hope he knows not to run๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ‘

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  6. …And he’s dead. xD
    Nice story

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  7. So lovely Paula! โค

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