Stories by Sarah


I wandered the grounds of the old quarantine station, searching for the series of engravings.

They were etched all the way along the escarpment, adjacent to the jetty. I’d heard these carvings were made by people staying at the quarantine station, and dated from the early nineteenth century.

I traced my fingers along the rough edges and tried to imagine, who, or what, had brought them here…

By Sarah ©2018

Find out more about the old Sydney Quarantine Station here.

Sammi Scribbles, Weekend Writing Prompt, # 61 – Quarantine