This week’s prompt over at Julia’s Place is the following picture. It seems to me to come from the land of the Storyteller, so here goes. Please check out some of the other contributors at Julia’s Place.
“You must learn the earth magic,” the ancient crone said. “Use your vision to reach deep into the earth and use its bounty to create.” At first I saw only darkness, but then I saw myself moving through the soil smelling the richness of the earth, seeking out the buried roots of the tree lying dead next to us. They still thirsted for water, but had no way to drink. I eased the roots up, out of the ground, to find new meaning. Their rugged dryness creaked and groaned, twisting together to become the image of life and power.