Yip’s Story

Photo Prompt curtsy of R

Photo Prompt curtsy of Russell Gayer

Yip felt the breath of life ebbing away. She had known sadness, known fear. She had felt the heat of many summers. Seen her young grow into warriors. A story teller she knew all the stories of the tribe. Her favourite was of how they used to hunt the red fish that gathered each spring, Beautiful beings that gave the tribe energy when it was most needed. Yip needed energy now, but the gods had sent ice instead. A wall of ice that glowed and burnt your skin. Ice that had killed the fish.

Footnote: This week’s prompt reminded me of the Ice Age !

A fine day at Mevagissey

A fine day at Mevagissey

This Post Has 31 Comments

  1. anuragbakhshi

    It is indeed a stark, desolate image. Have an amazing year Michael.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you for a great comment. It is appreciated.

  2. spicedmullings

    Nice one chronicling passage of time and the ensuing degradation!

    1. Michael Humphris

      It is true the prompt took deep into history, one of the pleasures of writing for me. Thank you,

      1. spicedmullings
  3. neilmacdon

    Well-constructed, Michael. An epic in 100 words

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Neil, the photo prompt took me deep into the past.

  4. draliman

    Nice one! The end of a life and perhaps a people.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Great to read this comment, indeed it was the ending of a Neolithic tribe

  5. Sandra

    You’ve started off the year with a very nicely written piece, Michael. Well done.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Sandra, I had to dig deep, to find this story, so your feedback is greatly appreciated.

  6. Iain Kelly

    If only Yip had the energy to head to the equater. Another animal drama, you give them a tough time.

  7. Jelli

    Excellent ice age story… one can just imagine the lives of the aboriginals during this time. It must have been very terrifying.

    1. Michael Humphris

      It is hard to understand how the coming of a wall of ice must have seen to them. But I enjoyed how you tackled it with the stones being covered

  8. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    I thought about the ice age too.. but decided for something else.

  9. plaridel

    sad story, spring and the fish would come back someday, but by then it might be too late for her.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Plaridel, I was thinking of how the ice age effected the group of individuals we call Neanderthal

  10. Abhijit Ray

    Nature is getting back at those who depend on her directly. All lives are being extinguished one after another.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Abhijit, I was wondering about the group of individuals we call Neanderthals and how they might view the coming of a Ice Age. As modern society certainly can not understand the so called climate change

  11. Piyali

    The image did look like a wall of ice to me at first. Nice story.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Glad you liked it Piyali.

  12. Dale

    This is one of your best Michael. You are starting off the year with a bang.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you for saying so Dale, If only I could can it !

      1. Dale

        Well… you just keep on doing what you’re doing.

        1. Michael Humphris

          Thank you Dale

  13. rochellewisoff

    Dear Michael,

    This piece flowed well. I agree with Dale. It’s one of your best. I felt Yip’s energy failing and her dread of the wall of ice. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you Rochelle, if only I could can whatever guided me when I was writing Yips story.

  14. gahlearner

    A sad and moving story and beautifully told. Individuals certainly suffer greatly when dramatic changes like that happen. Nature doesn’t care for individuals. Yip’s people will have to learn to fish in the sea or find deeper lakes to get their fish.

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you for such a nice comment, it was appreciated

  15. Brenda's Thoughts

    A moving tale of the passage of time and Yip’s feelings of hopelessness. As the storyteller for the tribe, she knew their history and what life was like before. Nicely written!

    1. Michael Humphris

      So pleased to read your comment Brenda, it is appreciated.

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