Friday Fictioneers 8/9/19


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Friday Fictioneers


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Photo by Sandra Cook

”Edith, what on earth are you writing? I swear you are too much! ” Edith’s friend had an abundant, round face that showed how amused she was by Edith’s ardent participation in the re-enactment exercise, cleverly made possible by the owners of the Dracula Travel Train.

Edith however, continued to write furiously.

Dear J:

“I have at last escaped from the Count and am anxiously awaiting the due diligence to deliver me to safety. I must say the locals are not so helpful and forthcoming as previously surmised. Haste is of utmost importance !

Both women were startled by the words of the newest passenger who made his presence known only by flatly stating ” The dead travel fast.”

Illustration from Dracula, Bram Stoker , 1867

Friday Fictioneers 4/12/19


Photo prompt @ Roger Bultot

”And that’s the house I grew up in. ”

“That’s Grandma’s house? No way .”

“Yes. I spent many happy minutes on the porch with Grandma watching the inquisition from here . What memories…”

“Well , it’s time to get back to our world . You remember where you drew the portal , don’t you?”

The woman with the long blonde hair was jolted out of her reverie by the loud sound of hoofs shaking the grounds around you them. The Holy Roman Empire!

The little girl was dancing around pretending to be a fairy . “Now that’s what I’m talking about! Horsies! ”

“Gwyneth , what have you done ? ”

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Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here.

Friday Fictioneers 2/15/19


“Don’t do it, Macy. You are so going to be sorry! Please !”

“Oh shut up Anna, Anna, Anna. Annoying Anna! Hahaha, you scared? ”

The tall girl was laughing so hard at the little one who was called Anna. The ugly tall one was laughing so hard that I didn’t bother.

“Wait. What? Just like that? You didn’t bother warning her ?”

“I felt so bad about it, but it was like karma or something.”

“Aren’t you a little bit afraid of her,” Anna whimpered.

“You know, now that’s she’s dead ”

I opened my mouth but was interrupted by the door slamming.

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

Marie Antoinette’s Foibles Ala Versailles: French Etiquette


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The Cave


“I’m sorry but I’m not climbing that high. I’m staying here. I’m not risking no broken bones or nothing just because you dared me to.”

”Sam. Answer me when I’m talking to you.”

”Hey, I guess I am just wondering why we are following the others when you’re the boss.”

”Sam… Hey, it’s a bit early for that. I’m confused about… Ehh. Sam? you are sure screwy acting like you ain’t right in the head.”

”What’s got hold of you Sam?”

”Sam, where did you go? I can’t see you anymore. Are you there?”

Finally, Sam answered ”I’m headed back down the path to get some help. Stay put and I’ll be back .”

Like I could go nowhere Sam, I’m stuck in here and you know it .”

The redheaded girl yelled one more time “Sam! ” before she went silent at the sound of his footsteps walking away.

The next thing Tobi heard were men talking.

“Imagine being in there with this one! She’d never shut up.”

The deep voices then gave way to laughter, coming from outside of the cave. Tobi angrily said, “it ain’t funny, I’m stuck in the dark and I’m hungry and it’s cold and smelly and I hate you, damn it, Sam “.

”Be quiet and you’ll get yours, I promise. ”

More laughter.

The voice wasn’t familiar to her either but she was sure it wasn’t Sam…She was still screaming for him even while he was shoved inside the cave.

“Sam? ”

The knowing eyes glowed red.