|Source: National Geographic. Photo by Jim Richardson|
Edge of the World
Today's writing prompt for the AtoZ challenge is: Edge of the World. Here is my entry:
Sam emerged first, stumbling out, breathless and unsteady. Traveling that way was like what she imagined drinking strong alcohol might be like. It made her feel unsteady, overwhelmed, and dizzy but also filled with delicious tingles. A secret thrill. Leith and Amanda came next, arms linked tightly as they had been when they went in. Leith’s face was strained with effort. Taking Amanda through had been harder than he expected, Sam guessed. He released Amanda’s arm and she fell to her hands and knees on the rocky ground, breathing hard. Her face was white as a sheet.
“I’m okay, I’m okay,” she said, looking up. She stood, slowly. Sam, satisfied that Amanda had survived the journey, looked around at their surroundings for the first time. They were on a narrow ledge halfway up a deep gorge. Far below, she could see a shimmering lake bordered by bright green open space. In-between, jagged formations of rock pierced the landscape like the crooked teeth of some giant prehistoric monster. She involuntarily took a step back, away from the edge. Why here? she wondered. She could see no sign of anything manmade. She looked to Leith, questions in her eyes.
He was looking up. Sam turned. There, just above them and built into the side of the cliff, was a soaring pane of glass. It was a window, into what must be a huge room overlooking the very edge of the world. And there, just to the side, was a gleaming steel ladder reaching down to their ledge from a tiny metal door set into the rock to the left of the window.
I've challenged myself to create a writing prompt and write a short response to it each day of April as part of the A to Z blogging challenge. Read more about the A to Z blogging challenge here. If you feel inspired by the prompt today, feel free to post your own short response in the comments. Thanks for reading!