THE BEGINNING OF A REVOLUTION

Mist rolled down the hillside into the base of the valley where the small hamlet lay. Silence ruled as the hanging shroud dampened any sound. Then, cutting through the atmosphere, a clear, sharp repeated noise emerged. 'Slap, slap, slap' footsteps against the rock path descending the slope. It was joined by another, louder noise. A…

FINISH THE STORY BLOG HOP – PART 6

Teresa’s challenge details can be found here: https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/08/25/finish-the-story-8-25-august-2018/ Rules– Copy the story below as it appears when you receive it (and the rules please) Add somehow to the story in which ever style and length you choose Tag only 1 person If you choose to not participate or finish the story, please comment/tag the original…

THE PATH TO RELIGIOUS FREEDOM

They found him the next morning, tangled among the branches of the topiary tree. It appeared Father Reg had managed to stagger back from the local pub despite severe inebriation. However, on reaching the monastic retreat where he had been living in meditative isolation, Father Reg had confused the symbolic door of the religious installation…