Saturday 14 May 2016

#FitReaders Check-In: May 13, 2016 and Saturday Scribbling challenge

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Sun 1 h walk
Mon  4 km bike, 40 min walk
Tue  4 km bike, 30 min walk
Wed  4 km bike, 30 min walk
Thu  4 km bike, 30 min walk
Fri 4 km bike, 30 min walk
Sat 1.15 h walk

I am lazy.


This is a fun little writing challenge that Blodeuedd and I have come up with! We each challenge each other with the selected theme. 

The second challenge is a mix of a photo and a quote. Of course, feel free to join in and share your own stories with the selected theme of the month! 

First....Carole's challenge to me:

The Ones who Walked Before by Blodeuedd

The gate was falling apart, one last remnant of those who walked before, but these days everyone worshiped the one god. The god brought over by the conquerors. The god who thrived on blood sacrifices and mindless killings. But that it was happened when everyone just fell to their knees and gave up. Gave up in the face of adversity and forgot who they were. And now they kissed the feet of the Mighty Elkins, and worshiped to the sounds of screams in the temples of Akatan.

Ronan could see  smoke in the distance and wondered if this time it would be different. The last rebellion had failed, but this time one of the ones who walked before had risen to lead the rebellion. Not the one whose temple gate Ronan guarded, but another one. The one who gave shelter from the rain, and fed your hunger. All while Ronan stood guard over the one who hugged you close and embraced you in your final hour. But then he did not want to be there, he was no coward, but this was his sacred duty as a Knight of Old. Protect the one who walked before until death. He could not leave, he would not leave.

A dragon roared in the distance, and he knew that rebellion would be crushed. One did not win over the Fire beasts. It was just not done. More of the ones who walked before would have to wake up to win this time. He leaned his head against his staff and sighed. No one came here anymore, they were afraid. They were forgetting and the old ones would never wake. They would remain slaves and the one god would spread his rule of blood worship.

He was the last one. 

He would remain the last one.

Now, my challenge to Carole:

The Shadows of Justice by Carole Rae

All his life he dreamed of being a somebody. He dreamed of the crowds calling his name and women swooning at his mere presence. All he wanted was to be loved and wanted. The very thought of it made his heart beat and swell. However, it could never be. He could never be anybody, but a shadow in the night. No one could ever know the powers he possessed. This was not some Marvel or DC comic. This was the real and dark world. People with powers or who thought they had power are ridiculed, mocked, locked away, or simply vanished. Heroes do not exits and are not worshiped like Superman or Batman. Its a fairy-tale. 

Donning his black cloak, he hid in the shadows and made his contribution to the betterment of this world this way. No adoring crowds, just the gurgle of blood and pleading eyes of the evil-doers who harmed the innocent. 

He has no name like the fake heroes of the comics. He is just the shadow of justice that cleans up those who fall through the cracks of Lady Justice's scales. 

A light breeze jostled his cloak as he stood motionless on one of the decaying roofs over this once luminous town. A grim look sat on his face. There were so many bad and evil things in this world and no matter how much he tried he couldn't save everyone and those he did save never gave him a thank you. He wish he could say that no thanks were needed.....but his heart deemed that a lie. All he ever wanted was to be loved and rewarded for his kind gifts to humanity. Would it be easier to just do nothing like everyone else? Ignore the pain and the suffering? It would be, but even though he was a just a shadow and no one knew what he did night after night, he made an oath and a promise to do good and rid the world of darkness.


  1. Yea!! Your week looked consistent. Were you happy with it?

    Love this paragraph from Carole: "He has no name like the fake heroes of the comics. He is just the shadow of justice that cleans up those who fall through the cracks of Lady Justice's scales."

    happy weekend!

    1. I wanted to get in 1 hour walk, but alas, I am having a classes are over and I feel meh month

    2. ^_^ thankies!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. Lovely pics and well done on the challenge! :-)

  3. what gorgeous scenery you get to walk and bike in!!! Love the pics here, so pretty.

  4. Looks like another good week for you and more lovely pictures!

  5. *waves* :D that was a fun one!

  6. You guys do so well with your mini challenges. Love reading what you come up with. I feel right there in the moment with both your solitary characters.

  7. Your photos, and your writings, as are beautiful as always!

    ~Mogsy @ BiblioSanctum

  8. Love the pics - looks like my area right now. We have freeze warnings this morning. I want spring.

    1. I think we are over the freeze warnings now...hopefully

  9. Nice pics and fun writing challenge! I think Ronan needs a full length novel.

  10. Double whammy of talent, great pictures and writing too! :)

  11. Lazy is the last word I would ever use to describe always have such an active week!!! I love the photos...they are always so crisp and make me want to get a good camera and start snapping pictures of the wildlife/nature around me! Have a great week!

    ~Kristin @ Always With a Book

    1. Aww thank you! I just feel so lazy when classes are over.

      I would love a real camera, you know one of those fancy ones with great lenses, then I could take even better ones :D

  12. I've been lazy this weekend, too. Sigh.



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