FF – The End of the World
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle, who also provided this week’s photo.
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Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The world had ended.
Plants and flowers withered and died, their once-delicate scent now pungent, cloying. The wind, foul, biting, left an almost chemical aftertaste. The few people still out hurried past, eyes downcast, lifeless. Animals slunk into darkened corners, seeking refuge.
The world had ended. For Shelley Smith.
“He’s dumped me, Mum! He was the one, I swear! I’ll never love anyone else! Not ever!”
She ran into her little en-suite and slammed the door, all tears and sobbing.
“What’s that, the third one this month?” Mum shook her head.
“And there’s still more month left,” replied Dad. “Teenagers!”
What Pegman Saw – Prophecy
Here is my story for the 150 word fiction challenge, What Pegman Saw. This week we’re at the Palace of Pena in Portugal. I plopped little Pegman down on Google Maps and found a picture for my story.
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Copyright Google
The Oracle gazed out over the grand vista afforded by the uppermost battlements of the Palace of Pena, her face filled with sadness.
“Once this place was filled with beauty. Trees, grasslands. One could hear the birds singing and watch as deer and rabbits played in the forests, celebrating the return of spring with all its endless possibilities.”
“But, my Lady Oracle,” protested Novice Miguel, “I see those things in abundance!”
“As you are aware, dear Miguel, I see not today, but that which is yet to come,” replied the Oracle, touching his arm in comfort.
Miguel felt a chill flood his body. The Oracle had never been known to be wrong. He followed her as she shook her head sadly, returning to the palace. Behind them, the sky to the east brightened suddenly and then darkened as the first mushroom cloud stained the horizon.
Sharing My World 2017 Week 33
Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.
What was the last URL that you bookmarked or saved?
It was a URL for a site I use for work. Pretty much all URLs I bookmark are for work. I find that bookmarks can get out of control quite quickly, until you end up needing bookmarks to find the bookmarks.
Do you believe in the afterlife? Reincarnation?
Not really, it’s more of a hope. A universe without me in it? Outrageous 🙂
If you were or are a writer do you prefer writing short stories, poems or novels?
Short stories. Very short stories. I started writing a novel which is currently a short story as I only made it through one and a half pages before getting bored. I’m sure I’ll get back to it one day 🙂
What inspired you this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
Nothing springs to mind.
What Pegman Saw – Cats
I thought I’d try the What Pegman Saw 150 word fiction challenge this week. We’re at Petra in Jordan. I had a stroll around Google Maps and grabbed a picture for my story.
Copyright Google
“Here we are at last! Petra.”
“So we are. And don’t call me ‘Petra’ hahaha!”
“I swear to god, if you say that one more time…”
“Okay, okay, no need to get stroppy. So, where’s this ‘theatre’, then?”
“Just over there. But look at this magnificent view…”
“Yeah, magnificent. Rocks and sand. Does the term ‘badlands’ mean anything to you?”
“Ugh. We’ve come all this way. Try to enjoy yourself, will you?”
“Fine. I’m hoping they’re showing ‘Cats’.”
“Huh?”
“’Cats.’ At the theatre. I’ve always wanted to see it.”
“What…? Oh. It’s not that type of theatre. It’s more an amphitheatre. You can look down over the tombs.”
“What? What? Tombs? What? I wanna see ‘Cats’!”
“Okay, fine. Follow me. Come on. Into this alley. Through the gate.”
Clang!
“Hey! Why’ve you shut me in? With those…”
“… Arabian leopards, if I’m not mistaken. They have your scent! You wanted ‘Cats’…”
FF – Mistaken Identity
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo comes from CE Ayr.
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Copyright CE Ayr
Makre’dev, his antennae twitching in anticipation, removed the activation keys from his pouch. Decades marooned on this miserable Earth planet; at last salvation was at hand.
He carefully eased the first key into the bottom receptacle. Glancing at his co-pilot, Colp’ee, he placed the second key into the receptacle above before placing his head in the largest hole for retinal scan. He awaited activation.
Nothing happened. He waited some more.
“This isn’t it, is it?”
“Why the Grock did you think it was a good idea to disguise our space-pod as a rock?”
“Well, you’re the one who forgot where we parked!”
Sharing My World Week 32
Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.
If you had to have your vision corrected would you rather: glasses or contacts? Or what do you use if you need to have your vision corrected?
I’ve worn glasses since I was in primary school. I had a brief flirtation with contact lenses in my mid-twenties. Due to my astigmatism I had to have the hard ones (the soft ones couldn’t handle it back in those days). They were all very well but a lot of hassle to clean, a bit uncomfortable and if I looked the wrong way and blinked they’d fly out 😦
I also had a habit of falling asleep in lectures. And trust me, you do not want to fall asleep with contacts in.
Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?
A cat person. As far as dogs go, they’d have to be stuffed ones.
Stuffed cuddly toys, I mean. I don’t go out and kill dogs and stuff them. That would be gross and wrong.
The Lads.
If you were to buy a new house/apartment what are the top three items on your wish list?
A decent-sized enclosed back garden, maybe with a little stream gurgling through it. A couple of extra rooms. And a lovely view – a lake and some forest with a mountain here and there in the distance would be ideal 🙂
What inspired you this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
Nuffin 😦 I just ground my way through the week. But if you want something inspirational, here are Grumpy Cat’s words of wisdom for this month. Words to live by.
FF – Man Flu
Here is my little story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Dale Rogerson.
Can anyone tell which dialogue belongs to the man in this tale? 🙂
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Copyright Dale Rogerson
“All these damn boxes and a plant as well. I can hardly see the telly!”
“Well, dear, you could always get up off your backside and help me unpack.”
“Go straight for the nuclear option, why don’t you. ‘Get up, shift stuff’. I’m not well and I’ve already had a hard day at work.”
“Well so have I! And I’m not complaining.”
“You’re not ill. I’m ill. I’m probably dying.”
Oh please, God, let it be true…
“What? What was that?”
“Nothing, dear. Now, if you want to watch the telly, move the boxes.”
“Stuff this. I’m going down the pub.”
“Men!”
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