Leaving the Path

Writing Challenge: July 8, 2018

Prompt: Write about the moment you decided to leave the path

It was early summer. The weather was warm, but not quite “hot” yet. The sky looked as if it couldn’t decide whether to rain or shine. I went up to one of the many canyons splitting the state, eager for a moment of reprieve.

The canyon was almost empty. I didn’t see another soul beyond the parking lot. I followed the main path as I began my climb up the canyon. The golden dust swirled in puffs around my feet as I ventured forward toward the mountain trees. Looking back, I could see the steel gray of Utah Lake waiting in the distance.

The path was steep, but clearly marked. Rough rocks and powdery sand rolled under my boots. To my left there was a dry riverbed half-hidden among a grove of trees. Did I dare leave the main path to explore? A flutter of butterflies danced in the grove- white, and otherworldly. How would I resist their fairy call? That was the moment I decided to leave the path.



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