Tide – Friday Fictioneers

Time for another Friday Fictioneers entry. The challenge is to write 100 words based on a weekly photo prompt chosen by our host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Check out her blog for more information by clicking here. Thank you to all who take the time to read, like or comment.

2016 05 27

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Tide

He had been drunk of course. Drunk and careless, they told her apologetically. The retreating tide always made the rocks treacherous.

With such ease that she wondered why she had never done it before, Sarah slipped the gold band from her finger and let it fall. A high-pitched note rang out as it bounced, like the peal of a bell, cutting through the roar and turmoil with absolute clarity.

She did not see where it landed. Her eyes were already fixed on the horizon: on different shores and endless possibilities. The rocks under her feet felt anything but treacherous.

Waiting – Friday Fictioneers

Time for another Friday Fictioneers entry. The challenge is to write 100 words based on a weekly photo prompt chosen by our host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Check out her blog for more information by clicking here. Thank you to all who take the time to read, like or comment.

2016 05 20

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

Waiting

Two people sit in the waiting room: me and the girl I’m in love with. I watch as she subconsciously tucks a lock of hair behind her ear and turns the page of a well-worn copy of The Catcher in the Rye. She’s perfect.

My heart races. There’s a fifty percent chance this girl will be my wife. It all comes down to fate: one question, one answer.

A disembodied voice announces the next train, heading in the opposite direction to mine. The most amazing girl I’ve never met gathers her things and leaves. She doesn’t even look at me.

Perception – Friday Fictioneers

Time for another Friday Fictioneers entry. The challenge is to write 100 words based on a weekly photo prompt chosen by our host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Check out her blog for more information by clicking here. Thank you to all who take the time to read, like or comment.

2016 05 13

PHOTO PROMPT © CEAYR

Perception

“Nothing wrong with the dark,” he would say, “It’s only your perception that scares you. Ain’t nothing gonna hurt you in the dark that won’t also hurt you in broad daylight.”

He was right of course: light, dark, good, bad, right, wrong. It all comes down to perception. Yet somehow I’m still afraid. Artificial light only makes the darkness fight harder. It claws at me, groping for its likeness in the pit of my soul.

How then, am I to be perceived?

I gaze out across the electric haze of the city. A million other people afraid of the dark.

Murder – Friday Fictioneers

Time for another Friday Fictioneers entry. The challenge is to write 100 words based on a weekly photo prompt chosen by our host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Check out her blog for more information by clicking here. Thank you to all who take the time to read, like or comment.

2016 05 06

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Murder

There were more of them today, perched in formation along the telephone wire.

“More! More!” said Asher, as if reading his thoughts.

“You can see them? The orderly said they were in my imagination.”

Asher stared out of the window, rocking on his toes and tapping his hands together rhythmically.

“Can you…hear them too?”

“Caw! Caw!” Asher laughed wildly.

Diggory sighed, that wasn’t what he meant. He rubbed his cloudy left eye, remembering the beak that had pierced it.

The collective name is a murder of crows.

Who had told him that?

Ava.

Eighteen pairs of eyes watched him intently.

 

N.B. This story is linked to one of my previous Friday Fictioneers tales. If you enjoyed Murder please check out The Garden.