Challenge
Challenge of the Month XI: December
The Unknown. Perhaps it's our purpose, or an obscure branch of theoretical physics. Maybe it's the existence of a supreme being, or the origin of life. Or maybe it's something more personal. Write about something unknown. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
The Hidden Road
Everyone has that great looming wall of fog in front of our every step
Sometimes the fog is thin and we can see a few feet in front of us
We can see the cracks and stones, the roots and pot holes
Things we know we must avoid and so we do
But other times, it creeps right
In front of our nose
So all you can
see
is
But when
you look back
at the road where
mist tries to creep in
the twists and turns that threw you
the blood and footprints you left behind
the steps that made you you can see them all
and you wonder why you were ever so scared of that future
hidden in the mist
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