Friday Fictioneers
In response to Friday Fictioneers
https://rochellewisoff.com/2026/04/08/10-april-2026/
Where the Arrow Leads
The shore held her, but only just.
Waves whispered against the sand, repeating the same story—stay, stay, stay.
Out there, a single sail cut through grey water, bright as a promise that refused to dim.
She felt it then—that familiar pull in her chest.
The Arrow Warrior does not anchor.It aligns.
Not with safety, but with truth.
She stepped forward, letting the wind take what it needed.
Some journeys begin long before you move.
And sometimes…you are already on your way.
Photo prompt © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
— Maggie
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