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Running With No Shoes had been a firm favourite amongst the other members of the tribe; his light-hearted and carefree attitude setting him apart from the other, more serious elders. So when, aged 87, he had run into the woods one rainy night, no one batted an eyelid.

In fact it wasn’t until the following Thursday when someone spotted his shoes, perfectly positioned to the west upon the porch, that the village realised he hadn’t returned. The shoes have never been moved since; a mark of respect to a friend that ran barefoot and wide-eyed wherever the wind took him.

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Submitted as part of Friday Fictioneers. It’s been a while since I’ve put words down on this here blog. Hopefully this will wake me up from my slumber.

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20 responses to “Run”

  1. appropriateadult

    Binks,
    I like the fact that Running With No Shoes in fact had some shoes. A nice tale.

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    1. MrBinks

      Of course he did. He didn’t run ALL the time.

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  2. Jan Brown

    I like this story very much! One of the most unique interpretations of the prompt that I ‘ve read this week. Well done.

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    1. MrBinks

      That’s very kind of you, thanks 🙂

      Reply
  3. helenmidgley

    Great job, and at least your fella left his boots by choice 😉

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    1. MrBinks

      Thanks for reading, Helen 🙂

      Reply
  4. lingeringvisions by Dawn

    Wonderfully poetic!

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    1. MrBinks

      Very kind of you. Thanks for reading.

      Reply
  5. kz

    beautiful tale. i like that the shoes have never been moved since… guess he was really loved 🙂

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  6. rochellewisoff

    Dear Mr. Binks,

    Welcome back. Sounds like he went the way he wanted to go…running with no shoes…barefoot to the Great Beyond. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. MrBinks

      Thank you, it’s nice to be back. The last month has seen me become a daddy again so very little time for thinking or breathing let alone writing.

      Was a good choice of photo this week.

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      1. rochellewisoff

        Thank you. And congratulations on the new little one. No doubt you’re experiencing a little more night life.

  7. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    I love this take.. it also bring something quite sad into this.. to run into the woods is a great finale…

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    1. MrBinks

      Thanks, I’m glad you liked it. Appreciate the comments.

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  8. Sandra

    Lovely! Almost lyrical. Well done.

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    1. MrBinks

      Thank you, Sandra 🙂

      Reply
  9. sustainabilitea

    Congratulations, Dad, and welcome back. I’ll be missing the next two weeks in order to celebrate Christmas with family and friends. I enjoyed your story very much. Merry Christmas to you and yours.

    janet

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    1. MrBinks

      Thanks for reading, and cheers for the kind words.
      Merry Christmas!

      Reply
  10. Silvia

    Loved this.

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    1. MrBinks

      Thanks, Silvs

      Reply

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