“Did you just say what I thought you said?” Her words broke through the fog which had permeated where we stood.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I let my lack of answer hang between us.
“If you’re planning on following through with what you said…” She hesitated. But in reality, it was a slight pause as I caught the glimmer of metal slide from her sleeves to her wrists. “… count me in.”
You never think it will come to this. It was only in my wildest imagination that we would find ourselves in this situation. Dreams do come true I guess. Or more accurately nightmares.
“You monologuing in your head again?” I saw her adjust her stance the fog lapping up her ankles towards her waist. I caught her smile in my periphery.
I never got a chance to answer as the sound we had been dreading sliced through the forest towards us like an arrow.
Another short and sweet writing prompt for this Wednesday literary lovelies.
I always find when I do quick dialogues like these that I often don’t genderize the main character nor do I usually name them. This fact came to my attention today when I was thinking about how I would like to continue this prompt into an actual short story. Yet I kind of like the fact that I don’t know who they identify as, as well as their name.
What are your thoughts?
Who do you see in the words?
And I would equally like to know what you think is in the foggy forest with them?
May you Wednesday continue to be amazing and if it is not I how it swiftly gets better!
Postscript: I wonder if it is possible for me to turn some of these prompts into short stories or will my writing brain just imply that I stopped it there for a reason?