Category Friday Fictioneers

Constancy – 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!

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Copyright – Adam Ickes

“Dad! Dad! Can you hear me?”
“Yes, Freya, loud and clear.”
“You’re so far away, on the other side. I can hardly see you.”
“I can see you just fine, sweetheart.”
“I wish –”
“I know. But wishing won’t change anything. It will just make you miserable. I want you to be happy.”
“We all miss you, Dad.”
“You don’t need to miss me. I am always here. Right here, where it matters.”

A gentle warmth enveloped me, even though the air was chill this morning.
Yes. My Dad is always here.

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Nip & Tuck – 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!

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Copyright – Sandra Crook

– Nip & Tuck –

“I’ll give her bloomin’ comfortable, stuck up little -“

“Now then, Silas, give ‘Er Ladyship a fair chance… she’s not used to the countryside, brought up in a town she was, and well you know it!”

“Alright, Lizzy m’love, stop yer grumblin’. She’ll need to knock those airs on the ‘ead though. ‘Is Lordship won’t have it.”

Silas watched as his broad-beamed wife trundled off to feed the hens, bless her heart. The new lady of the manor wasn’t a patch on her.

Urging his mares to walk on, he delivered yet another load of straw for Lady Rainsford’s mattresses. She’d learn the ways of the countryside alright, once the red ants started biting…

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Supernature – 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!

david-stewart

Copyright – David Stewart

– Supernature –

They call it The Bell of Hope.

These days, there is nobody left in the remote village who was alive when the disaster happened. However, everyone from the tiniest child to the oldest matriarch seems to remember it, as if it was only yesterday.

Eyes widen, faces animate, hands gesticulate. The collective memory is like a fever – hot, rapid, infectious.

We outsiders are inclined to disbelief – until The Bell of Hope peals ferociously of its own volition each 21st February at 2.13pm. The exact time at which the sleeping volcano erupted and engulfed the houses clinging to its slopes.

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