Day 5, prompt : Long
It's been a long ordeal for the Searcher, wading through the endless winding swamps of the mighty river in the dark of night. The fireflies were a comfort earlier in the night, but now they whisper, taunt and heckle the tired mind of the Searcher. Nevertheless, the Search continues, and the night goes on.
Day 7, prompt: Shy.
They said if I could materialize my shyness, I could fight it. Now we are roommates.
day 8, prompt : Crooked
The Man allowed himself to open up in mind, in body, in hope. He contorted and twisted within his flesh because he believed reality would have him no other way. Without cause, he lost all resemblance to his fellow Men. He would show them all, though, the lengths he would go to in search of spiritual growth. They would all see. Eventually.