Teacher had told us about the Gorgons.
I began to wonder if that explained it.
No ordinary woman, you. No smile, nor a hug,
just that look –
and me, held fast like stone.
This post in response to Trifextra: Week Fifty-Eight
This weekend, we want you to give us a thirty-three response using the word stone as one of your thirty-three words.
It’s my first appearance. Criticism is welcome, but as my entry shows, my mood is fragile – be kind.
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The Scattered Thinker is somewhat past her prime, but not yet in any danger of giving up. In the Inter-world, she is often known as plumbum, or sometimes as ulygan. In the Real Life, she goes by the name of Beth.
Beth is a roamer. She lives in a motorhome and has a backup static caravan that serves as a bolthole if needed. Bricks and mortar are very much a thing of the past.
Contact Beth if you would like to correspond with paper and pen.
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Smart. I like this.
Thank you
How terrifying!Loved the idea ,well done:-)
ha! This is great (: Reminds me of a gorgon story I’m thinking of sharing for a future Trifecta prompt (if the prompt cooperates!)
This is really good. She sounds cold, that woman.
Nice! I am a sucker for references to old myths. 🙂
To be held by a look. Nice one.