The way was clear, the route less so.

They could all picture it. The blue skies, the light glinting on the water, the sand between their toes.

And they had been told this was the way, so they followed.

Many were soon lost, or sacrificed, or dismissed. The leaders had no time for weakness or doubt. They pressed on for the promised land, pursuing a distant memory.

No one could reclaim it in the end. It was gone, along with belief. Had it ever existed in the first place? No one could be sure.

On the beach, he waited silently.

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Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

Also linking to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge for today: Route.

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