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Gravel crunched under her shoes, the path winding around roots of tall majestic kauri and bright yellow trumpeting kōwhai. The air dripped with the sweet nectar of native bird song, pierced occasionally with the shrill sound of cicadas, basking on the limbs of the trees. Fantails flittered through the greenery, tūī cocked their embellished throats, white pearls snuggled under their chins. An eerie tranquility pervaded, the heavy breath of nature lingering in the air. Although she was in the shade the heat was almost unbearable, her shirt beginning to cling to her. Stumbling over truant roots, she kicked up small clouds of debris in her rush to reach the other end.

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Jump

Countless infinitesimal glittering diamonds sparkled from the sea like an iridescent paua, swirling in a multitude of colour. The soft breeze hugged the coastline, caressing the bright red flowers sprinkled amongst the pohutukawa’s crop of shiny green hair. Skipping over the top of the bush, it curled its fragile fingers around her hair, lifting and knotting the long strands with ease. She wrestled with its grip, struggling to tame her hair, ensnaring it into a dark baseball cap.

Turning her back on the bay, she found a rudimentary track around the periphery of the native bush, balancing precariously on the cliff between land and earth. And then, she jumped…

 

(Inspiration: a re-work of a story I wrote many, many years ago.)

First day jitters.

 

She approached the lock, heat radiating from her. ‘Don’t be afraid lover,” she said with fake bravado, picking up the Curry & Comb whip…

(Inspiration:  Oh man. I TOTALLY forgot the date today and it wasn’t until a friend posted her #100days project on Instagram that I remembered that today is D-Day! So, I have had to turn to #RāmereShorts for inspiration as I’ve spent the day dealing with threenagers and terrific-twos and just, eurgh.

Every Friday the New Zealand Book Council tweets out six words and you have to take them and turn them into a story that fits within a tweet. Last Friday I missed it (and it is such a fun challenge!) so I hunted out the tweet for some inspiration. The words: comb, afraid, approached, comb, fake, lock).