Category Flash Fiction

Hindsight – VisDare 42

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Here’s my latest offering for Anonymous Legacy‘s photo-inspired prompt, VisDare. This week’s prompt word is ‘Outnumbered’. The rules are simple:

150 words – or less.

Post entry to your blog and “link in”.

(Please – no erotica or graphic violence.)

DON’T FORGET to read and comment on others’ entries!!

The photo is below, and my piece follows.  Let me know what you think, and give it a go yourself, why not?

– Hindsight – 

“Back in the good old days, there would be taxis, buses, cars, vans, bike couriers and a sea of people down there. It was so noisy – absolute heaven!”

Sarah peered through the glass, murky with grime. The streets were now deserted, buildings cloaked in silence, creepers snaking around greying pillars, doorways rusted shut. Nature was staking her claim. It must have been five years since…

“Penny for them?” Alex wrapped his arm around her shoulders, protective.

“I wonder what the Last Day was like?”

“I don’t think we’ll ever know.”

“They say that the City of London has been relocated underground, somewhere in -”

“Ssh! Don’t say it!”

“Sorry. This place is so… haunting…”

“Let’s go, honey. This was a mistake, in more ways than one.”

“No, it wasn’t. It was good to see where all the trouble started. And what can happen – after.”

*****

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Revelations – Friday Fictioneers

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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!

Copyrigth - Janet Webb

Copyright – Janet Webb

– Revelations –

The water has receded without warning. The word ‘magic’ is whispered behind hands of the believers.

For me, such flights of fancy these days are for fools. I believe that the seas have turned to inflict their damage on a far-flung country. I shudder for the people in the tidal path.

We have made up stories for the very little ones of the delightful things to be found under the brackish waves – it extends their childish wonder for a while.

Nobody has thought that mundane items such as supermarket trolleys would be the order of the day.

Still, the kids seem delighted at the chance to play dodgems.

Let them enjoy it, while it lasts.

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Happy Days – Alastair’s Photo Fiction

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Here is my offering for Alastair’s Photo Fiction this week, inspired by the photo below.  Why not take part? And why not visit his photography and writing blog to take a look at his other photos…?

Copyright - A Mixed Bag

Copyright – A Mixed Bag

– Happy Days –

“Sir, we’re stuck.”
“For God’s sake, I know that! Just get them to sort it out!”
“Errr…”
“Is your radio broken? Look, I’ll use my phone. Don’t you have yours on you? What kind of security are you?”
“My radio isn’t broken, sir. They won’t help us.”
“What do you mean? I’ve got a COBRA committee meeting in 25 minutes!”
“I think they know that, sir. That’s why they have us hostage up here -”
“Hostage! What for? Who are they?”
“I understand that they want the London Eye to be nationalised.”
“You’re joking! Really and truly – this is a joke, isn’t it?”
“No, sir. This is just the first of many demands, apparently. They want fun to be owned by the people.”
“What?”
“The Home Secretary is stranded half way up the funicular railway in Aberystwyth, the Deputy Prime Minister is stuck on a boat in the middle of Loch Ness.”
“And who is holding us to ransom, may I ask?”
“The Ministry of Fun, sir.”
“And the joke’s on us, I take it?”
“It rather seems that it is, sir.”