This post if for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) Challenge, run by Priceless Joy. The challenge is that you write a story of 75-175 words inspired by the photo prompt below. I hope you like it.
The Weight of Tradition
Jinetra tugged on her beads as she watched the approaching shoreline. Why did she have to wear so many of the things? They weren’t even attractive and she could barely breathe beneath their weight. Stupid tradition with its stupid customs.
“Stop your fidgeting, girl.” At Marta’s sharp voice her hands jerked back to her lap. “Remember you are of the Dayana and Chosen.” The tribe’s head-woman sat beside her in the small boat whilst warriors wielded oars at front and rear, strong arms propelling them rapidly towards their destination.
The haunting cry of a sea-bird sounded from overhead and Jinetra fixed her eyes upon its flight. How she longed to be like the bird: free to go wherever she wished, unencumbered by tradition’s beaded chains. The first bird was joined by a second and they swooped and circled in an elegant dance.
Far too soon the boat was beached within a sandy cove and Jinetra disembarked. What other choice did she have?
She would never be free.
For she was Chosen and custom demanded obedience.
Word Count: 175
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