Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Timed Writing: 1/3/2012

Time: 10 minutes
Prompt: In its raw state, it flows
Source: (I don't remember)

In it's raw state, it flowed out of the massive gash in the silvery bark. It ran down the side of the tree, coloring it golden yellow. Some of it was thus lost, but the woman worked quickly to position the trough that caught and diverted the sap into a copper pail. The flow continued for almost an hour, though its rate steadily decreased. Finally, when only a few drops issued from the defect, the woman removed the pail and the trough. She picked up the piece of bark and tree flesh that she'd hacked out with two strokes of her machete, and she carefully fitted it back into place. With one finger she spread some of the sap on the edges of the wound, sealing them together. She then placed both hands over the damaged area and drew a deep breath. She closed her eyes and spoke a series of words in a hushed tone. When she left the tree, with the pail in hand, all that was left to show what she'd done was a faint outline of the gash and the stain of the spilt sap on the bark. The tree had accepted the fragment back to itself and was again whole.

(about my timed writing exercises)

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