Much as he tried, he couldn’t seem to change gears. Clouded in ennui, it became more and more difficult simply to put one foot in front of the other. Days turned into weeks and still there was no change in the
weather.
Until one morning he woke up and decided it was time to cut
through the fog that had slowly enveloped him. Digging deep within his soul, he parted the hardened surface
to pry the stone from between the frozen gears.
It was time to start moving again.
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Willow over at Life at Willow Manor has been providing inspiration for bloggers with her photo prompts on a site called Magpie Tales. This is actually a prompt that she posted some time ago. I saved it, thinking I would write about it someday. Months later, here it is... guess I just had to get my own gears moving again.
