Bridge #Writephoto

Inspired by KL Caley's prompt I thought I knew the place, the calm water, the sky, the well-maintained banks. Today no sound of a heavy barge to trouble the silence: but there, the solid reality of the bridge, and no human in sight. How could I have missed it before? Walking along this path it … Continue reading Bridge #Writephoto

#Valleys: the Runner #Fifty

She runs along the path, admiring the green edge of the canal: this is her territory, austere and silent, in the morning light. On the bank, the tall trees observe her, recognising her sombre and exquisite beauty. Soon she reaches the small bridge, where she seduces and kills her victims.