Supernova

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

The first thing he notices is the absolute freedom of movement.  In the blink of an eye he stands exactly where he imagined himself to be.

 

His spirit guide smiles, he has seen this many times before but the unbridled joy of his wards still delights him.

 

We have but one rule, the guide states, you cannot exist in multiple places at the same time.

 

He sees himself on the trapeze, cartwheeling, somersaulting and standing at the same time. He glows suffused with an intense burst of energy.

 

Just one rule sighs the guide as he awaits the next disciple.

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Written for Friday Fictioneers. Word Count : 100

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Forever Home

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

I always wanted to live in a house with a picket fence, one with wrap around verandas and a weatherboard look outside. Last week I was driving when I went past this house with a ‘for sale’ sign.

The moment I saw it I knew I had found my forever home so I went to take a look. I felt it calling, beckoning me. The gate swung open and the front door was unlocked. 

I’ve discovered that there are ten of us here still alive. It’s the susurration of our desperation that you hear as the house reels you in.

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Written for Friday Fictioneers. Word Count : 100

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Brave New World

PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright-Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

What’s that photo Grandpa?

Why that’s the downtown mall or what used to be a mall.

Why are there so many people there?

Oh, people always went to the malls, especially on the weekends and holidays.

Really what did they do?

Well just hung out I guess, did shopping, ate some food at the restaurants.  Just had a good time.

But didn’t they have online shopping and food delivered to their house?

Well you know those days you could go out if you wanted to. 

I don’t see any wearing masks.

Well fifty years ago the world was very different.

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Written for Friday Fictioneers. Word Count : 100

So I wuz here the last time too.  Here is my entry from those days Immortality

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Not A Muse

PHOTO PROMPT – © Jennifer Pendergast

I am in a world of train. What should I write ?

You could do a re-run of your old train-wreck of a story.

Someone seems to got up on the wrong side of the track today.

I thought with your track record...

Bless my coal I am the master of my own freight, but nice try at derailing me.

Me? You sir are perfectly capable of doing it on your own. Just go down the memory train.

That is a crazy thing to say, do you have a loco-motive? What did I do to get a muse like you?

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers.  Word count:100

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It's true, the muse did not help this time.  I believe 'social distancing' was the excuse.  Also I did have an entry for this prompt the last time too.  You can read it Train Spotter

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