Friday, and time for the Fictioneers.  See http://madison-woods.com/index-of-stories/082412-2/  Trying to tell in approximately 100 words, a story about a photo prompt.

This weeks prompt was provided by fellow Fictioneer, Maggie Duncan.

Souls Adrift

You stepped out of that valley this morning.

Away from the fog,

Up here, on the hill where you can see the distance.

Across the dim and hidden hollows.

For a time, you knew.

You held your cup and we talked.

Then you floated back into that mist.

Drifting away, and you’re gone!

I don’t know what is worse,

Moments like that or locked up world of Alzheimer’s Disease,

Somewhere adrift in the thick, thick fog.

Dragging you into a twilight world I cannot enter

I can only watch and cry!

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