Allie’s eyes widened as she slid her right hand back and forth over the etches, gouges and grooves strewn atop the large, rectangular form; whose surface, in the partial moonlight, resembled a well detailed map of tributaries.
As she involuntarily walked around the perimeter of the table, her fingertips rode burrs, her eyes fell shut, and she liminally realized the haphazard scrawl was actually a boustrophedon style of deliberate writing.
(Written by Edward Roads)
Mytwosentences 
I like both of these. They gave me pictures in my mind.
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You are very kind and I really appreciate your thoughtful interest. Thank You so much.
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Each small post is like a dance in itself with such vivid imagery. Even if the story gets fragmented and I don’t manage to recollect what has been written before, each post seems to have a life of its own.
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Thank You so very much for your wonderfully kind words. I deeply appreciate it.
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What a bountiful imagination you have. March on, brave one…
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Thank You for your terrifically kind words Christopher. I appreciate it.
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Great post. Naturally, my mind wondered if you could actually use boustrophedon style in your post. After watching a couple youtube videos, the style reminded my of mirror writing which I taught myself in 8th grade during math class because I needed no extra help. That’s another story. Would you then reverse the word order line by line? My 4th grade teacher was ambidextrous and could probably pull this off were she still alive.
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Thank You for your thoughtful words Dr. Mary. I appreciate it.
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^__^
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Very visceral. I feel like I am right there when I read the two sentences. A writer’s touch…
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Thank You so much for your kind words Kenne. I appreciate it.
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