The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
Mark drove his car onto the ferry, the last one to board. They pulled away from the dock as the engines revved up. Those powerful rumblings always brought him peace, allowing him space and time to hear his own thoughts.
He wondered if the other passengers appreciated this sliver of time between two shores; a time of transformation. He agreed with Heraclitus: Rivers and men are not the same from day to day, regardless of the appearance of similarity.
Mark believed all lives embrace two universes: the one behind, the one ahead. He was grateful for this safe passage between.
This is my 150th Friday Fictioneer story. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for all her time and effort in facilitating this online community of writers.
To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.