This post is for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) Challenge, run by Priceless Joy. The challenge is to write a story of 75-175 words inspired by the photo prompt below – this week provided by Sonya of Only 100 Words. I’d love to know what everyone thinks.
Photo Prompt: © Sonya – Only 100 Words
Dreams and Nightmares
The cell stood on the town’s outskirts: a warning to the inhabitants; a reminder of the power of the Overlords. Despite the rust on the supporting framework, the unusual alloy of the elevated cell remained untouched by the passage of years. Occasionally the sounds of banging and shouting, of screaming, could be heard from within, reducing in volume as days passed. No one had ever been seen approaching. No way into the cell had ever been found.
Wraedan had always lived in its shadow.
It had not always been there, however. His grandfather had whispered of a time before the tyrants came; a time when their land was free. Wrae had loved to listen to the stories. He’d dreamed of living in a world that didn’t thrive on fear and pain. When the Resistance had approached he hadn’t hesitated in joining them.
His dreams had now all turned to nightmares, enclosed in inescapable darkness. Defeat and terror sapped his strength; bloodied hands pounded in futility.
Tonight it would be his screams keeping the town awake.
Word Count: 175
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This post is for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge. This week’s theme is red flowers and so I decided to revisit a few of the flower photographs that I’ve taken over the last year or so. The poppy pictures were the main things to catch my attention as I wandered through my archives but I also found a few red roses and tulips that I thought you might also like.
I’m still really behind on visiting blogs so if I haven’t been over to see you recently, I apologise. Hopefully I’ll be able to spend some time blog hopping soon. 🙂
Serene glow of pregnant Moon
Long night stretches on
In the early hours of Christmas Day, just as I was settling down to sleep, I was drawn to my window by the sound of a blackbird singing. The light of the full moon made the sky strangely bright for 1:30 AM and was presumably fooling the creature into thinking it was dawn. It was a magical experience. Before I returned to bed the haiku was scribbled into my notepad.
Last night I found my pastels – which I haven’t used for several years – and sketched the picture to accompany it. I’m quite tempted to paint it on canvas as well.
I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. 🙂
This post is for the Sometimes Stellar Storyteller’s Six Word Story Challenge. This week’s theme is joyous. My thoughts instantly went to Christmas morning.
Image from Shutterstock
Wide-eyed laughter scatters amidst paper scraps.
Another picture of Rudolph for you all to colour today.