Follow the Wooden Path – Sunday Photo Fiction – 02/25/18

 

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Evan inched along the wooden path, careful not to approach the edge. The legends of what awaited one too daring were deeply etched in his mind. Every undefined sign pushed the tick of his heart a tad faster. He was not made for this, no heroism resided in his body, yet he was the one chosen for this unenviable task.

Yes, a princess’ life hung in the balance, but it wasn’t likely he would win her heart by risking his. He had never even seen the daughter of King Leopold. Her reputation as the fairest in the land was known in their kingdom as well as all around. It was why King Nelson wanted her for his son. Now Evan was tasked at bringing her back.

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