Here’s this week’s entry into Monday’s Finish the Story flash fiction challenge, run by Barbara W. Beacham. This challenge gives you a picture prompt and the first line and asks that you finish the story in 100-150 words. The given line is in italics.
Arriving at the beach, she reflected on her life.
Many years had passed since she’d arrival on the island, delivered by the tribe’s elders to take her place as oracle. She’d neither asked nor wished to be Chosen but she’d done her duty as expected.
She gazed absently at the approaching boat, remembering that long ago day.
She’d expected to be lonely, to be overwhelmed by responsibility but her fears had soon been eased. Leala had met her upon the shore with a merry smile on her aged face, ready to pass on a lifetime’s wisdom. The next ten years spent under the old oracle’s gentle supervision had been the happiest of her life
On the day the gods summoned Leala’s tired spirit home she’d taken on her role, determined to do her mentor proud.
The boat arrived at the beach and she smiled at the nervous girl who disembarked. Now it was her turn to train a successor.
Word Count: 150
This story is a companion piece to one I wrote for PJs flash fiction challenge a few week’s ago, The Weight of Tradition – though you don’t have to have read that to understand this. For anyone who has read that one, I’ll leave it up to you to decide whether the woman on the beach or the woman arriving is Jinetra.
For a while today I thought I wasn’t going to manage to post anything. This morning I had to attend a meeting that I was told would last an hour. It ended up being over four hours long! By the time I got away I had a raging headache and wasn’t really able to think creatively. All I could do was lie down in a dark room for a few hours. This evening I’m going to the cinema to see the new Avengers film so I knew I wouldn’t be able to write tonight. Luckily I’d had this idea and it didn’t take too long to write – though usually I’d spend more time polishing it before posting.
Because I’m out tonight I won’t have time to do the rounds of anyone else’s posts this evening but I’ll try to make it onto everyone’s tomorrow.
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