Here is my latest 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 – Claire Fuller
“What’s that you’ve got there, then?”
“Go away, it’s mine.”
“Alright! I just wondered what it was. And why you keep on staring at it.”
“Its what they call a mirror.”
“Never heard of such a thing. What does it do?”
“It doesn’t do anything –“
“Oh, yawn, yawn! So dull –“
“If you’ll just listen! Ladies have them, to make themselves beautiful.”
“Oh, well, that’s different then! Give it to me! Perseus will just die if I’m even more pretty!”
No, no, don’t look at your reflection! What about -?!”
Damn. Silly Medusa. Vanity had the last laugh there then. Or rather…
14 thoughts on “Stoned – Friday Fictioneers”
Lovely – he who laughs last laughs best? Kudos.
!!Has me smiling. Great dialogue.
You never know, Perseus might like running his hands through a writhing mass of snakes…
You never know….
Poor Medusa. All she gets in return for her troubles are stony stares. Good one.
I know… 🙂
Freya, I wonder if Medusa’s stone image will still turn men to stone. It might work backwards and turn her victims back to flesh and blood. Well written and good story. 🙂 —Susan
Yes, it makes you think, doesn’t it?!
Cute take on the prompt, Freya. She shouldn’t have been so vain.
No, she shouldn’t have! Thank you!