lost soul collector


Just like families in the 18th & 19th century clung to rock islands in battering seas to keep the light house beacon burning, so our family keeps the lost soul collector operating. High up on a mountain, location as secret as the nature of life itself, we have toiled so that no soul is lost on our watch.

I never felt alone, mistreated, nor disadvantaged. Someone will find their way here, as they are destined, and I will have a life partner. We will have children

The world down below holds little interest. What can if offer that lost soul collection can not. To gather a lost soul in; to comfort; to listen; to nurture; to reunite.

What better existence can there be?

Written flat out stream of consciousness as a distraction for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: December 29, 2015.


12 thoughts on “lost soul collector

  1. summerstommy2 December 31, 2015 / 8:39 pm

    All souls need to be cared for even those of the keeper….good take on the prompt..


    • tale weaver/ing January 2, 2016 / 11:48 am

      True — the keeper’s soul is equally as important as those other lost ones.
      Thanks for your kind comment, kind sir.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Sonya December 31, 2015 / 9:45 am

    Oh, very interesting slant on the prompt! Nicely done :)


  3. luckyjc007 December 30, 2015 / 1:50 pm

    Such a wonderful way to take care of lost souls! Great story. :)


    • tale weaver/ing December 30, 2015 / 7:08 pm

      I thought lost souls would be well taken care of if such a service existed.


  4. Graham Lawrence December 30, 2015 / 1:45 pm

    What a moving take on the prompt. Really, really enjoyed reading your story.


  5. Priceless Joy December 30, 2015 / 11:05 am

    I love the “lost soul collector” spin to the photo prompt! That would be kind of nice to have such a thing since there seems to be so many lost souls! “To gather a lost soul in; to comfort; to listen; to nuture; to reunite.” Great story Phylor!


    • tale weaver/ing December 30, 2015 / 11:57 am

      Thanks, Joy. Elsewhere I’ve been pondering souls, and your picture made me think perhaps someone catches and cares for us lost souls.


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