A number of us who write regularly in response to the Visual Dare prompts Angela at Anonymous Legacy posts weekly have somehow taken it upon ourselves to try to link our scenes from week to week. Unfortunately, this week’s prompt did not inspire me to continue my story of the past couple of weeks about the unnamed girl who finds a mysterious hidden staircase (links at the bottom of this post). Instead, I was reminded of the scenes I wrote about Mirela and her cow, Vaca, last fall (here and here). Maybe next week I’ll be inspired to come back to the staircase girl. Who knows what could emerge from the depths of my imagination. In the meantime, please go to Anonymous Legacy to see what others wrote in response to this photo.
It was a drizzling, Mirela’s least favorite weather. A hard rain she could appreciate for its passion, but gray, dreary drizzle leached away her enthusiasm and left her limp. Drizzle in a strange city where she had nowhere to hide was worse.
She and Vaca were tired of wandering. They needed food, warmth, and rest. Mirela spied a train ahead of them; the last car looked empty. Glancing around, she eased open the car door. A black and white cat glared and hissed at her. Mirela hoped its owner wasn’t around. She didn’t know how she’d explain her presence there, let alone her cow’s.
Mirela had just secured the door when she heard a small voice say, “Who are you?” She spun around to see a girl standing in the aisle. Her blond hair was stringy, and she wore a too-short dress under a threadbare sweater. They stared at each other in mutual disbelief.