Revival – Friday Fictioneers

Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

Copyright - Dawn M. Miller

Copyright – Dawn M. Miller

– Revival –

“This is how it used to look. Before they ripped its heart out.”

I take the picture from him, one that he keeps in his wallet next to a photo of his wife and daughter.

It’s a cutting from a magazine, the paper soft with age – I hold it as if caressing a butterfly. He is in tears; men are not afraid to show their pain here. Life has been too hard to pretend otherwise.

I stare up at the bones of the building, black against the blood red of the setting sun.

“We will rebuild your museum, I promise.”

His smile is radiant.

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35 thoughts on “Revival – Friday Fictioneers

    1. Thank you! I’ll have to take a look at your story – I enjoy writing dystopian fiction (is ‘enjoy’ really the correct word?!), so if you also feel the same way, then it wouldn’t be a surprise if I had written a sequel!

  1. Great description…the story becomes tense on that promise…there are so many variables…and I think you really got it right about some things moving men to tears…

  2. Great story, it’s got me thinking – nuclear war, conventional war, zombie attack?
    At least now the process of rebuilding has begun.
    I like the “bones” of the building against the “blood red” of the sun.

  3. I like your character’s love of his museum — they are fantastic places to visit. And I like how you describe the museum with living adjectives: heart and bones, the photo is next to the one of his family. Wonderful to end it on a hopeful note… he will get his beloved museum back.

    1. Thank you, zookyworld! I adored museums growing up (thank you, parents!) and still do. In my mind, they are living things, not dry and dusty shells. I had in mind that my narrator will follow through with his promise.

  4. Dear Freya,

    Your story show why writers are important. They carry the pictures of another time around in their heads and do not let others forget what was past. Great story.

    Aloha,

    Doug

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