Wednesday's Words on a Friday

 

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words.

This month the words/prompts are supplied by River and can be found here

This week's words/prompts are: 

1.feeling  2.motion  3.unthinkable  4.blowing  5.shopping  6.road trip

Charlotte's colour of the month is Beauty Berry Purple which I haven't used in this chapter.

Here is my story: continuing from last week:

After calming down and changing clothes, Jim sat to have a cup of tea with his parents and the leader of the archaeological team, Russell Fielding. Russell asked if he could please have Jim’s shirt and pants, so the team could analyse the dust from the scene and hopefully find a few splinters of the wood from the ship too. Jim’s mother Maggie carefully put them in a plastic bag for him.

“Now tell us about what happened and what you saw and felt,” said Russell. “We were wandering about like we always do after a storm, looking to see if anything interesting got blown there and suddenly the ground was gone from under my feet and I panicked a bit, when I landed I was feeling really scared at first because I couldn’t see anything, when Dan and Greg called down I was so relieved, because being lost down there forever was unthinkable!”

“I bet you were very glad the hear them say they were getting help,” said Russell. “I’ll say!” said Jim. “I sat and watched the dust settle and then there was no motion at all for a long while but then maybe the wind changed direction or something because I felt a trickle of fresh air blowing in. It was really dry, so I knew I was above water level which was some comfort.”

“That is good,” said Russell,” but it does make us wonder how the ship got in there and how long ago. We will have to do some research and see how many centuries ago this area was under sea. It’s the only way a ship could get into a cave and probably by now divers won’t find an entrance. We may have to excavate.”

“Will we be allowed to watch?” asked Jim. “Probably not while we are removing large pieces of rocks,” said Russell, but maybe when we start bringing up pieces of the ship, though touching won’t be allowed.” “I’ll bring my camera,” said Jim.

Maggie asked if all the pieces would be taken to the local museum or the big one in the city. Turning to Jim, she said, “we could take a road trip to see the display and learn more about what type of ship it was and how it came to be there. And I could do some city shopping too.”


Comments

  1. Love that he's bringing his camera. Woohoo! Though I wanna see the removal of the rocks too. That sounds cool. Cheers.

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  2. This is developing nicely into an historical mystery - the best sort!

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    1. jabblog; thank you. I hope I can keep it going.

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    1. Dora; storms do sometimes bring up all kinds of mysteries.

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  4. Nice seconds - please keep it up. I'm curious to know how the ship got in there.

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    1. Charlotte; thank you, I want to know how too and when and why couldn't the people escape?

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  5. Archaeology is a puzzle/mystery quite often. I hope they can get to it and figure out how the ship got there, and exactly what type and kind it was.

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    1. messymimi; It is a huge puzzle until the brains work it out. It isn't something I am familiar with, but I hope to write more and make it believable.

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  6. It´s getting better and better, I´m curious how old the shipwreck is and what is left! Will there be treasures? Hints? Looking forward to next Friday!

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    1. Iris; no treasures, but I need to work out how to discover the age of a very old shipwreck. And how it got to rest where it is.

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    2. I´m looking forward to it. Weee, that means serious research?

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    3. I am really BAD at research, don't know where to even start.

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  7. Una història molt interessant, m'agrada la intriga que hi ha. ;-)
    Aferradetes!

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    1. sa lluna; thank you, I hope to continue it, but know nothing about archaeology.

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  8. And to think, this ship has literally been under people's feet all this time!

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  9. Thal and Kael quietly crept through the trees until they could see the village and its inhabitants. They weren't wood elves like themselves, but they also weren't gnolls much to Kael's relief.

    He whispered to Thal, "What are you feeling? Friendly or not? Has Vondran told you anything more?"

    Thal slowly shook his head no, and motioned to the group before he whispered, "Look. They are wearing spotted black cloaks."

    Kael's eyes grew wide, and he began to back away into the shadow of the forest when the unthinkable happened. Stepping on a large stick that cracked loudly, the two of them froze in place as the singing and dancing group stopped and turned to stare in their direction.

    Unexpectedly the wind picked up, blowing hot embers from the bonfire onto the thatched roof of a cottage opposite of where Thal and Kael were standing in the shadows. Suddenly, all attention was on the fire that was quickly growing in size and threatening to spread.

    As the dancers ran to get water to douse the fire, the two young wood elves took the opportunity to further disappear into the trees and made their way back to where Lyri and Eldrin were waiting for them.

    "No time to fish, Eldrin, or do any shopping for dinner in the village, Lyri They are the spotted blacks that Vondran said to avoid, so we must hit the road quickly and get this trip moving. As quietly as you can, we must circle around the village in the shadows." Thal spoke with a harsh urgency that revealed his fear.

    He didn't know why he felt so afraid of them and wasn't sure he wanted to ask Vondran for more details. But he sensed that the further away from the village they could get before dark, the better.

    [This is an ongoing chapter a week story that began with the first Words for Wednesday for 2025 on 1 January. I'm hoping to continue it through 31 December, the last Wednesday of the year. To start from the beginning, click on the Words for Wednesday 2025 label to the right and it will pull up all of the weekly posts, beginning with the most recent. To start from the beginning, continue to click "Older Posts" at the bottom of the page until you get to 1 January 2025, then click "Newer Posts" to read the next date. You can thank Blogger for the inability to list them by chronological order under the labels.]

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