Sunday, 1 November 2009

After the harvest


Lucy dreamed about the afternoon after the harvest. Some bats were flying over her. Lucy woke up and ran away from the creepy shack where she had slept. Bloody dark side of F. Land!
The sun was high in the sky when Lucy crossed a river with a picnic table on the bank. She remembered the dream and decided to honour it. So, she made an early stop and set the fire. Some potatoes and one onion she got from the land, a piece of butter she stole from a farm the day before and pumpkins, lots of pumpkins. She added some water and let it boil for hours. At night she had a hot meal for the first time since her escape. A wonderful, tasty pumpkin soup.
Then, she remembered. Rupert loved pumpkin soup.
The taste was sour in her mouth.
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1 comment:

Unknown said...

i love pumpkin soup...