This is for Advent Ghost’s 2018 at I Saw Lightning Fall. Short snippets of 100 words.
Once upon a time a troll gave me a gift.
“The day you die, you will open this box,” she said.
I cast it into a nearby stream and watched it float away.
It was waiting for me the next morning in my childhood closet.
I nearly opened it at University the night of my first true heartbreak.
…and after our first real fight (it met the wood-burning stove that night).
…and when I lost my job.
…and when I lost her.
My lonely, arthritic hands tremble as I chuck into the bin on this cold Christmas morn.
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Oh, this one’s great. Paul, have you ever read Neil Gaiman’s “Troll Bridge”? It has that same feel to it.
I don’t think I’ve read Gaiman’s Troll Bridge. I have read Pratchett’s Troll Bridge, featuring Cohen the Barbarian: http://www.angelfire.com/weird2/athenia/stories/pterry/troll.htm
Good stuff, very nicely done, Paul.
Thank you Kel
Nice riff on fate and choice. I’ll remember this one.
I can’t think of a nicer complement than you will remember it. Thank you!
Wow! I wondered where this was going to take me. Most interesting!
Thank you for reading and commenting!
Thanks! And thanks for reading.