The Sands of Time

Time is catching up with us once more.

We run towards the safety of the hills, another time-stop due any minute. All around us we see plants no longer wavering in the breeze, clouds rolling to a halt, footsteps now silent as we run.

Natasha is caught first and freezes mid-run, a position that will have her aching later. As the stasis approaches I relax my limbs and drop to the floor in anticipation.

Another four hour cycle, statues in the frozen desert, before time restarts and we can continue our run to safety.

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A 100 word story for the Friday Fictioneers. A sort of companion piece to The Passages of Time.

Photo (c) Danny Bowman

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28 thoughts on “The Sands of Time

  1. A very interesting take on the prompt here. Can just imagine time stopping and starting over and over again. Life feels that way sometimes, too. Great writing this week!

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  2. Wow, nicely done. I love “plants no longer wavering in the breeze, clouds rolling to a halt, footsteps now silent as we run.” It really took me into their world.

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  3. I’m impressed by how many clues you slipped in about what’s happening — what an interesting situation! And the description of how the time stop affected the scenery was really nicely done.

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  4. ‘footsteps silent as we run’. The whole description made me wonder the place Natasha was in. I could feel their fast pace and absence of it at the end….what an imagination…again so much for the readers to imagine 😁

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