Contributors thus far:
Thanks for the challenge sonshinegreen, I challenge Jodie Llewellyn to complete the next paragraph.
Here’s what you have to do:
The first few paragraphs have been written by various contributors, all you have to do is copy and paste the story and add your part.
Tag the next person, and everyone who had done it before you (so we can see how the story develops).
The world had changed in the few years of his life. Where lush green grass, and tall trees had once grown, now only dried, cracked and red dirt remained. Taking a handful of the dead earth he smelt it, and thought of how this happened.
He smelled the rich headiness of the earth, breathing the smell deep into his lungs. He looked to the kid walking along next to him. Long and spindly with raggedy brown hair, she couldn’t have been more than twelve. She looked up at him, with sad looking brown eyes. “Where are we headed?” She asked as her belly rumbled in hunger.
He thought of the fertile smell of the rich earth, now so barren. This waif could have no memory of the years, to him so recent, when abundant crops had sprung from this very soil and happy homesteads had dotted a land of plenty. And now this land was a land of dearth. But it still had hidden virtue. “We are on our way, Spirit willing, to right a terrible wrong, my child,” he replied. “But we won’t get far without some food. Let me show you a few tricks.”
With long purposeful strides he marched to the withered tree, his mind recalling its once fruitful harvest. Patient eyes searched from one branch to another until he found what he was looking for. He turned and smiled at the young one before reaching forward, excited at the prospect of a good meal. “Here child,” he said. “I know it doesn’t look like much, but this juicy tidbit has enough protein to last you all day. Just be sure to pull off the legs before you eat it.”