The prompt at OneWord is Brushed. When I saw it, this popped into my head:
He loved the way the subway felt, the heft of the smells, the crowds, the heat.
He liked to begin in the very back car and float through in a rush, and as he brushed the living, drank of their memories, their experiences.
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5 comments:
interesting...I have never thought of riding among a group of people in that fashion. I will have to be more aware. I believe you look at the world through a true writers mind. I am trying to learn
This was good! I often try to soak up the essence of the people around me and wish that I had the superpower to do it more completely. I wasn't sure if your traveller was embodied or a spirit, I like it both ways!
I really liked this! Thank you.
I thought of a spirit first.
I thought of it as someone who had checked out emotionally and longed to have a connection, but for some reason he can't.
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