Postcard Fiction: desrever
At night
lost and found
are reversed and
there is only one
opening
For Jane Dougherty’s Sunday Strange microfiction challenge…an eerie illustration to a Russian folk tale by Ivan Bilibin, below.
There are some truly wonderful responses this week…go to Jane’s post and check them out.
My collage boxes, however, are still stuck in the between.
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The in-between definitely suits this strange illustration.
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Yes it does.
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Such a lot of images that could be seen as disturbing, yet the child isn’t afraid, so why should we be? She sees what we don’t.
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That’s what struck me right away from the illustration…the girl is clearly not afraid. Fear often gets in the way of what we are able to see, as I know from my own experience.
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No, she has a determined, even a fierce expression, and she’s brandishing that skull as though she really doesn’t care.
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Very nice!
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Thanks Lynn!
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