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Hullo! :) This is an entry for the @freewritehouse's #freeread challenge. The piece that I'm reading was originally written last year, about 10 months ago or so, and was my second ever #freewrite for @mariannewest's five-minute freewrite challenge. It's also one of my favourite freewrites! :D

The prompt for this freewrite was -- <em>entryway</em> -- and this poetic thing spilled out of mind and into the world from my flying fingertips. Tears were spilled also. It was one of those freewrites that went a bit deeper and dragged some emotions out of my staunch pool of repression.

You can find the original post for the story at the following link:
https://steempeak.com/freewrite/@kaelci/embraced-by-the-stars-a-5-minute-freewrite

And you can find the @freewritehouse's #freeread challenge at this one:
https://steempeak.com/dtube/@freewritehouse/exlkhjc6

Okay, story time! If you're listening along, I apologise for the teeny tiny crackle in the microphone... it's barely noticeable but, being a perfectionist, I can hear it and hope that it doesn't detract too much for whomever may be listening. :)

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She stands by the entryway, midnight stars, midnight skies, watching and waiting. A cool wind blows through her long auburn hair, a streak of wetness on her cheek, she cries but is unaware of her own sorrow.

Her hand rests on the dilapidated wood, a splinter in her finger, no matter. She ignores the sharp pain. Lost in her thoughts, in her dreams, in her hopes and desires, she keeps her gaze fixed to the deep purple skies, to the spiralling stars, and she stands, waiting as a statue as the years pass by in a flurry of time, an untimely curse.

Her hair stiffens with age, her body as stone, she transforms beneath the moonlight, the everlasting midnight moon that dances upon the precipice of eternity. She is one with the night, with the earth, glued to the harsh ground forever in place by the elements, her hand on the wood as one with the structure as she ceases to breathe, to exist.

She is gone, but she is an everlasting companion with the world, and forever she stares into the infinite expanse, forever alone, embraced by age, by earth, by the stars.

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The image used for the video is CC0 and <a href="https://pixabay.com/en/woman-silhouette-night-woman-moon-3202082/">courtesy of Pixabay!</a>

Thank you for reading / listening. :)


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