I feel like I’ve been groping around in the dark lately, searching for that spark of inspiration. It sometimes helps when I’m prompted to get the creative juices flowing again. I stumbled upon Week Twenty-Four of Three Line Tales on the Reader today and felt the urge to take part. I thought I’d give it a try, for kicks.
The (Winter and Summer) Solstice – the longest (and shortest) day of the year, depending on how you flipped it, and boy was I about to flip it; I’m going to make the two opposites collide in a way that no one, magician, beast, or mortal, has ever seen.
There it was, parked, exactly where I’d anticipated it’d be, looking like nothing more than an ordinary, overworked, rust red-painted, farm-tilling tractor -nothing even remotely conspicuous- halted on a patch of green, beneath the unsuspecting sky.
My mind buzzed as my fingers tingled in anticipation, I could feel the energy radiating from the tips as I began my approach, mouthing the words carefully as I rehearsed the spell in my head – today, I will change my, and potentially everyone else’s, world irrevocably… I hope.