From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.
The ferryman’s pole sunk deep in the mire beneath the water’s calm surface and the boat slid silently onward.
I leaned into freezing fingers of mist as they caressed my flayed flesh as welcoming as a lover’s touch.
Silence beat upon my soul forcing a single tear from my bloodshot eye.
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer