(100-word flash fiction)
They had climbed the whole day. Yet, the peak looked as far away as when they had started.
Night, a thick furry blanket, fell fast and dark, so they pitched their tent. After dining, Arial left Adam by the campfire to explore a clump of trees.
Her flashlight caught a pair of large, round eyes staring, unblinking.
“Kuuu-koo,” it said.
“The peak is not unreachable,” she heard.
“It seems so,” she said.
“You can change your reality in a blink,” she heard.
Next morning, when they awoke, they were at the peak, looking down at a valley of wildflowers.
Tried what I think is magic realism 🙂 And also missing the call of the Ruru (Morepork) that I used to listen to until late into the night in NZ.
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