1959 steps along the bridge to the light house; 658 stairs to the top of the beacon; 50 paces to circle the light.
Growing up as the light keeper’s daughter, Catherine counted so many times through all weather: fog; screaming winds; deadly breakers; and quiet seas.
Now, her spirit walked and counted on under starblanket skies, angry clouds, dark and full moons as the automated beacon shone steady.
Thanks to Sonya @ Only 100 Words for another great image for TLT, Week 38.
Lorraine's frilly freudian slip 
October 23, 2016 at 1:28 am
The play with numbers in the beginning was good! Great read. :-)
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October 23, 2016 at 5:38 am
Thank you. : ] :
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October 23, 2016 at 12:08 am
Sounds like the beginning of a great novel!!
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October 23, 2016 at 5:38 am
Thank you. : ] :
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October 23, 2016 at 8:17 am
Most welcome :)
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October 20, 2016 at 11:34 am
Lovely story. You’ve conjured a great atmosphere – storm tossed, wild, melancholic – in just a few words. Great stuff
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October 20, 2016 at 3:29 pm
From the Maritimes, so lived by the sea at times. Thanks for the nice comments.
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October 22, 2016 at 10:14 am
You must have sea water for blood then! Or were you a lighthouse keeper’s daughter? Must have been pretty chilly, an amazing place to sea everything the sea has to give :)
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October 22, 2016 at 12:44 pm
Schooner Captain’s great granddaughter. Funny thing — my father joined the army and I spent much of my childhood inland with summers on the coast.
Wish I was a lighthouse keeper’s daughter. When Canada decommissioned their lighthouses, their were virtually free, and I wished we could get one and interest a reality show producer (so we’d be able to afford to leave there!).
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October 23, 2016 at 3:38 am
The schooner capyain’s granddaughter almost sounds like a book title in itself! Would be amazing to own a lighthouse, though I’m never sure how you hang a picture when all the walls are curved :)
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October 23, 2016 at 5:44 am
Hopefully, there’d be a keeper’s house next to the circular lighthouse so you could hang your pictures! ; ]
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October 23, 2016 at 8:11 am
Yes. Much the best option :)
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October 20, 2016 at 9:33 am
Wow, this was really well done! I feel like you captured the essence of being a ‘Light Keeper’s Daughter’ perfectly. If I may ask, could you please clarify the ending? :-)
Thanks,
– Ainsworth, Xx
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October 20, 2016 at 3:33 pm
It’s meant to mean that as a ghost, she continues to walk the bridge, climb the steps, but now rather than a light that needs keeping, an automated beacon shines out into the night.
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October 20, 2016 at 4:22 pm
Ah, right! That makes so much more sense! And to be honest, I like the story a whole lot more now. You really did do a good job on this prompt!
Thanks again,
– Ainsworth, Xx
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