The Real LJ Idol * 3 Strikes * Week 2: What Really Matters

[marlawentmad]

The scent of clotted earth pressed around her. She gathered up her skirt and tied it higher, tucking the wet ends into her belt for better maneuverability. The bare undergrowth had thorns and sharp edges which kept catching at her, like a line of sentinels guarding her from the secret knowledge she sought. Her damp shoe slid unexpectedly on the

Comments

[bleodswean]

So ecstatic to see this dense and fruitful prose from your hand! It’s truly wondrous when one is treated to an artist’s work in which the medium is a perfect marriage for the muse and conduit! These poetic passages are meditations that rhythmically pull the reader into deeper and deeper inner spaces, those secret places that are, in actuality, universal meeting and greeting grounds for those who undertake the journey. Blessed be, T.

[marlawentmad]

I am honored by your effusive feedback! Thank you for being the most thoughtful reader. I pushed my comfort zone with this one, and I am so pleased you were able to easily walk the path with me. Blessed be, E.

[roina_arwen]

Very intriguing- seems like a rite of passage of some sort. Beautiful descriptions!

[marlawentmad]

Thank you kindly for reading and commenting. It definitely feels like a necessary maturing ritual.

[beautyofgrey]

Absolutely gorgeous imagery in this story, and I love the transition in both setting and woman.

[marlawentmad]

Thank you for going on the journey.

[adoptedwriter]

Glorious details and imagery in this!

[marlawentmad]

Thank you for that wonderful adjective.

[engarian]

This was rich and dense and thought-provoking.

- Erulisse (one L)

[marlawentmad]

Oh, those descriptions are delectable! Thank you kindly.