draliman on life

Here’s my story for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, hosted by Priceless Joy. This week’s picture was provided by Louise from The Storyteller’s Abode.

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Copyright Lousie at The Storyteller’s Abode

“What… what… what’s going on? It’s yellow. It’s all… yellow! The chair, the walls, even you… I have to get out of here…”

“Mr Jenkins, please calm down…”

“Out here, the sky, yellow! The buildings, yellow! The beach… okay, the beach was always yellow. But the rest…”

“Mr Jenkins, please come back inside!”

“Never again to see the blue of the sky, the blue-green of the sea. All is tinged, spoiled, tainted… oh, woe is me, woe is me!”

“Mr Jenkins, please, you’re overreacting!”

“Easy for you to say, easy for you with your reds, your blues, your greens. My life is yellow now! Yellow, yellow, yellow…”

“As I’ve already explained, Mr Jenkins, you need the dye in your eyes so we can check for scratches to your cornea. It will wear off in a few minutes.”

“… yellow, yellow… huh? Oh, right, you did say that, didn’t you? Well, come on then, check for scratches. I haven’t got all day, I’m a busy man.”