Thursday photo prompt: Crossing #writephoto

This is my entry for Sue Vincent of Daily Echo #writephoto.

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The Crossing

Every day she waited at the crossing. Hope to catch a glimpse of the opening. That strange trick of the light that she had only seen once before when she was a small child of three.

Every day at dusk she contrived to be there just incase the opening appeared again. She stayed in the village she was born in, enjoying a full life, marriage, children,grand and great grandchildren. Helping others always she was known to be a kind and generous woman.

As the years went by people gave up asking why she went to the bridge at the end of every day. It just became accepted, part of life.

It was on her hundred and third birthday that as she stood by the bridge that the light changed. She rubbed her eyes and sure enough there was the opening. There was the village and to her astonishment the same young man who had waved to her all those years ago was beckoning to her.

As fast as her old bones could carry her she began to cross the bridge. It was a long bridge and at first she thought she’d never make it across. Strangely the nearer she got to the young man the quicker she seemed able to move.

As she reached the young man he took her hand and asked her why she had taken so long, she smiled at him and as she looked into his eyes she saw her reflection….. She was young again.

The opening closed the moment she stepped through it.

Back in the village no knew what had happened to her. They searched for weeks be she was nowhere to be found. They all decided that she had,had a good innings.

All bar one child who had witnessed the whole incident. He he never told anyone what had happened but every evening at dusk he visited the bridge.

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47 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    Jul 05, 2018 @ 20:24:01

    I LOVE your take sis 😍

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  2. Betty Hayes Albright
    Jul 05, 2018 @ 21:11:05

    I love this, Willow!! πŸ’•πŸ’žβ€οΈπŸ˜

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  3. dobetteralways
    Jul 05, 2018 @ 22:32:52

    Nice!

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  4. Michael
    Jul 06, 2018 @ 00:02:41

    Beautiful tale willow, there’s always hope isn’t there.

    Reply

  5. janmalique
    Jul 06, 2018 @ 21:34:37

    The Fey appear to have a hand in this…

    Reply

  6. Lynz Real Cooking
    Jul 06, 2018 @ 23:15:42

    Wonderful writing sister

    Reply

  7. robbiesinspiration
    Jul 07, 2018 @ 12:39:04

    This is very imaginative, Willow. I really liked it.

    Reply

  8. Sue Vincent
    Jul 09, 2018 @ 19:23:49

    Reblogged this on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo.

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  9. Dorinda Duclos
    Jul 09, 2018 @ 21:41:42

    Love this!! The end gave me goosebumps! So good!!!!!

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  10. faithfullyyours2017
    Jul 10, 2018 @ 11:36:13

    a real nice story…..was anxiously waiting what would happen in the end!!!!

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  11. D. Wallace Peach
    Jul 10, 2018 @ 20:19:48

    A lovely story, Willow. This made me smile. πŸ™‚

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  12. Frank Hubeny
    Jul 10, 2018 @ 21:48:15

    Beautiful story of crossing that bridge and of the tradition being carried on at the end by a young child.

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  13. Sue Vincent
    Jul 10, 2018 @ 21:58:47

    A really wonderful telling, Willow πŸ™‚

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  14. freiedenkerin
    Jul 11, 2018 @ 21:08:24

    This is a very enchanting and touching story. Thank you for telling it. πŸ™‚

    Reply

  15. stevetanham
    Jul 12, 2018 @ 07:00:00

    Beautiful!

    Reply

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  17. kph52013
    Jul 13, 2018 @ 12:32:29

    You have a gift– very talented!

    Reply

  18. notestowomen
    Jul 14, 2018 @ 21:20:08

    Lovely story, Willow. It made me think of Lost Horizon where the character, Maria (played by Olivia Hussey) went to the village eighty years ago when she was twenty. If she were to leave it, she would age and die.

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    • willowdot21
      Jul 15, 2018 @ 06:33:15

      I remember that it was a film I believe a plane crashed in the Himalayas, and the survivors were rescued by monks? Funnily enough I had not thought of that but as you say there are similarities.πŸ’œπŸ’œ

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  19. Jordan
    Jul 28, 2018 @ 17:00:07

    Lovely, Willow! Goosebumps! xx

    Reply

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