Thursday, June 27, 2019

Drama Queen

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

As a performer she was peerless.  All she needed was a willing audience and she would feed off their emotions.  Draw them in to her world where fiction and truth would tango together. She knew she was meant for a bigger stage and bided her time. 

Then she met him, she knew was destined to be his queen.  As a widowed father all he needed to see was her nurturing nature to be sure.  So she played the part and spun a web so sweet and caring.

And now in the royal chamber she stands.


“Mirror, mirror on the wall.”

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers.  Word count:100

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Thursday, June 20, 2019

The Travellers


PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“Nervous?”

The gentleman in an airline uniform gives me a kind smile.   I suppose it’s on my face, this journey that I never wanted to take but am now booked to go.

“A little” I reply.

“Relax,” he says “It will be over before you know”.

 I take another look at his startling green eyes in a face that is wrinkled like a prune.

I nod at the other travellers, “I expected it to be different, not such an orderly wait.”

He laughs.

“We do need to update the books.   I am Charon and I’ll be flying your craft today.”

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers.  Word count:100

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I am sorry I didn't rite last week, I was just going through a bad spell ;-)

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Sunday, June 09, 2019

Sole Owner

PHOTO PROMPT © Ceayr

She always looked forward going back to her house after a day of hard work.  To the welcoming blue hues and the masses of flowers in the many pots that were dotted all over the place.  

The ochre coloured steps that she walked up on her return and the pristine white wooden doors that she entered to be in her own paradise.  In the evening she would bake.  

It was a world far removed from the chaotic mess of her mother’s house where she grew up with her many siblings.  You know the old woman who lived in a shoe.  

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 Written for the Friday Fictioneers.  Word count:100

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Phew! Just about made it this week.

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