A very big thanks to Rochelle, our fairy blog-mother for hosting the Friday Fictioneers.

Broken Trail
Word Count: 99
The traveller stared hopelessly at the broken rails. He walked so long, so deep in the forests, so high up the hillsβ¦ for this? No, he could not go back to the other said of the rails. His βfriendsβ were waiting. After what heβd said to themβ¦ no, that was impossible.
βThere must be a way out,β he whispered desperately. A little cobbled path down the side. Could be a ditch or a snakeβs den. But it could also be an escape, a trail to somewhere new. Besides, it was a beautiful forest to explore. So, he walked on.

Note: For me, the story is a metaphor for choices we make in life. Sometimes we go on a path to find a dead-end to our goals. We’re scared to turn back in fear of backlash from others. And perhaps, if we look deeper we may find a little outlet that may lead to something bigger.
















