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Endless Blue (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

 

Madness.

Real or imagined?

 

It’s a small room. No bigger than my childhood playroom. Four walls, tiny window, bars.

I can see the sky, so it’s not that bad. Clouds drift past.

Wispy.

Unfocused.

Like my mind.

 

Today is a good day.

Today I remember.

 

My hands are clean, my nails grown long. But once… once they were red.

Red with blood.

It’s a bright color at first. Shiny, warm and wet.

Then it grows dark, and cold. Tacky. It washes away leaving nothing behind.

I peer up through the window. Puffy white clouds in endless blue.

A good day.

 

 

This is a Friday Fictioneer’s Prompt

Word count: 100

 

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Can she trust him? (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Anshu Bhojnagarwala

 

Toni glared. “For how long should I have waited? I had no idea you were even coming back.”

In the light of the newly built fire, his eyes widened. “I told you I was coming back. Didn’t you believe me?”

No. Peering around, she was curious to learn more about their hiding place. Now that she could see she found the cave smaller than she’d thought. Shadows danced over uneven walls, naked roots poked through rock.

“You will have to trust me sooner or later,” he told her, rifling through a bag at his feet.

She didn’t answer that either.

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers prompt

Word count: 100.

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The wheel turns (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Renee Heath

 

Lying back, I take in the sunset. Glorious. A scent of earth and grass with a hint of… Something else. Candy floss sky. My granddaughter plays on the dusty ground at my feet.

There is peace here. Life. Never ending and always moving. The wheel turns. My time is near. I know my daughter senses it though we have not spoken. A giggle draws my gaze back down. So happy. Where her life will take her, I do not know. Though I will always watch over her.

I take another whiff… Oh wait a minute…

Someone needs a diaper change.

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers Prompt

Word Count: 100

 

 

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Planet of the lost (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

Picking over the remains of the ground vehicle I find nothing of use.

Global Warming is a myth they shouted from the city high-rises… well, tell that to those of us left.

It hadn’t taken long for everything to fall apart. Mother Nature is a strong witch. She started reclaiming the earth immediately. This was once a freeway. Now…

A screech overhead sends me diving into the confines of the car. Hiding is the only option. Don’t let them see you.

Heart racing, I wait. Silence is unnerving. Another screech, softer. It’s heading away.

Gotta keep moving. It’ll be back.

 

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers prompt

Word count: 100

 

 

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Welcome all ye strangers (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

 

A day after they landed everything appeared normal. There was still that strange purple glow in the sky, and that smell of rain in the air though no clouds could be seen strangeness, but on the whole, yeah, same old same old.

My door had borne the brunt of the first “welcome meeting.”

Yeah right. I taped up the crack and prayed it wouldn’t shatter overnight. It held so far.

Jonno and Brian, my neighbours, were “welcomed” too.

They didn’t fare so well.

Neither did the dog.

Still, as I re-bandage my arm I think it could have been worse.

 

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers prompt

Word Count: 100

 

 

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