Friday Fictioneers is a weekly blog link-up based on a photo prompt. The Challenge – write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle, and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.) The Key – make every word count. Up to the challenge? Join in!
We’d reached cruising altitude: trust established, restrictions relaxed. I drifted to complacent, dreamlike to far-off horizons—beautiful places of romantic notions.
The makings of nightmares invaded my imagined reality. All I had known, and hoped to know, disappeared in an instant.
Unimaginable and unbelievable, but tangible, happening right before my eyes, desperate to close; my awareness too much, desperate to return to the intangible joy of my subconscious where all was still well.
Broken wings I’d not prepared for threatened the peaceful flight.
A peace pretended all along.
Experience rendered ridiculous,
By the inexperienced.
100 words. Prose Poetry. Feedback is always appreciated. Comments of any kind, really–so long as they are related to the post.
The story is loosely based on actual events. The memory was awakened through recent events and though I worked to quash it, it seems the universe is apt to allow me the opportunity to write it out. It’s wonderful how putting a memory to paper can take it out of the precious brain space needed for more joyful moments.
I’m not entirely thrilled with this story attempt. I struggled with it, but could find no other to replace it. Not every week is a success, but every week is a learning experience.
What story comes to mind when you see that picture? Join in!
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