Book Fair Australia 2022 may be over, but the aftereffects are still being felt. Here is a short story I wrote during a creative writing workshop during the event. We had some meditation time at the beginning, then we had some prompts to choose from.
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She was buried under a thick layer of cold dirt. Worried her owner wouldn’t come back for her, she edged up using the Earth’s magnetic field as a guide, until a tiny part of her body was exposed. The jagged edges of the other side of her length was too much of an obstacle to expose any more.
She heard snuffles, and a poke with something cold and wet and soft.
“Owner? Is that you?” she whispered.
“Get away from there,” a man’s voice roughly said, and then they were gone.
It was dark before the next person came past.
“Where are you,” the woman whispered, close by.
“”Owner!” she cried with her whole being.
“There you are. Let’s take you back home.”
She travelled in the woman’s pocket until they arrived at their destination. She was taken out, inserted into the keyhole, opening a wondrously warm place inside.
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