I have been around for millions of years. I am elusive to some, over baring to others. I settle in places. Take my leave when I must. My pallor will often reflect my surroundings, but mostly I am pale. A striking contrast to the bluest sky and rock strewn mountain meadows.
I may not be considered a fossil in the broad sense of the word, but I hold history within me. Stories of evolving life. Creating our world. Little known tidbits and facts discovered by chance. From my soul comes existence. A being that only a Glacier can spawn.
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Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Prompt - August 17, 2016 - write a story about fossils.
8/24/2016 08:59:47 am
Thank you for your kind words, Judy.
8/23/2016 11:48:06 pm
You made me think how glaciers hide in plain sight, yet are so old to have witnessed (and caused) the shaping of the land. Great writing, Ann!
8/24/2016 09:01:02 am
We see them, but never really think about what they are about. You are right, Charli, they do hide in plain sight.
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