Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #22: Write about your nightmares. Minimum 10 word - Maximum 250 words. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
Closed my eyes and woke to see
I was lying on a boat
Docked on dry desert soil,
Naked and alone,
And could barely stand to walk
Towards the only light:
A sparkling mirror suspended by a string
That must have reached up
All the way to the starless sky.
And in it I saw myself,
Saw that I was not myself,
And where I stood
There was instead
A changeling.