C. R. Collins@FrostPoem
#MicroPrompt - water
Mountain roots squatted in my path. The water leaped over them, scraping me along rocks. It closed over my head. I kicked upward, gasping. Stones sliced my feet. The Neldorlorum gripped with fierce exhilaration, rushing toward its final drop—gliding into chaos.
“Let go! Let go!”
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