What I Found Mudlarking

In Response to Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt where the given word is Mudlark and the limit, just 52 words.

Of course he would appear just now on his gilded steed, she immersed in river mud up to her waist, her long hair caked with muck.

“Do you need a hand?” he asked.

“Yes please,” she said with a smile, reaching for his hand. She had found what she was looking for.

9 responses to “What I Found Mudlarking”

  1. What a unique and fun take. That’s how mudlarking is done.

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  2. Cripes! I’ve clearly been missing a trick there! Where’s the nearest mudbath…? 😀

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    1. Probably near the stables housing the gilded steed!! 😉

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  3. A charming tale, Gypsie. 🙂

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      1. You’re welcome, Gypsie.

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  4. Mudlarking rarely offers better finds than that! Delightful.

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