August 9, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes an act of “peering from the woods.” Go where the prompt leads.
As my sister and I walked along, lost and bewildered by the never-ending path through the woods, we eventually came to an old house.
Peering from the woods, it seemed so unusual to see a house anywhere in the woods.
There was a small chimney from which spiralled a plume of smoke.
At last, we thought here was help. As we approached the house, there was the overpowering smell of sugar and lollies.
I touched the side of the house and licked my fingers. It was gingerbread. We ate ravenously, and it was at that moment the door opened.