The roar of the spring runoff over still frozen layers of ice was deafening—making the bridge the only safe place to access the water. Tossing the bucket into the creek with a rope tied to its handle was the easy part. Within seconds of resting the filled vessel on a piece of ice before pulling it up, there came a thunderous crack. The bridge shuddered. The taut rope went limp leaving the frayed remnants swinging in an outstretched hand. The bucket? It sloshed its way downstream on the rural iceberg before being tossed unceremoniously into the swirling water.
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Writing prompts take us on a journey of words. There are times when you think a story can't be told unless you use more than the required number of words. So, you just write in hopes of being able to manipulate the word count later.
Do you include all the words? Do you cut and trim? Do you leave them hanging, wanting more?
I found this challenge needed to capture a whole story and embarked on writing each small chapter to include the prompt, and each has been penned with equality in the word count - 99.
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I need to keep moving. Safety is somewhere on the other side of the creek. The sound of running water tells me the ice is failing in the spring-like weather.
Animal sign is everywhere along the creek bank. Elk, wolf, deer, bear, and coyote, their calling cards at my feet. Tracks disappear like ghosts into the willows. A constant reminder I am not alone here. I must be vigilant of my surroundings and the sounds unfitted by the wind.
I hear them. Their voices put me on full alert. Will the ice hold? I have to chance it.
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99 WORDS A page to share creativity in 99 words - no more and no less.