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FF – Ye Tragedy at Red Mountain

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Jean L. Hays.

Here’s the link for all the stories. I don’t know how to make the big blue froggy work 😦

I was in a weird mood when I wrote this and I had a headache. So here’s a weird story which will give you a headache.

Copyright Jean L. Hays


Ye Tragedy at Red Mountain

And so did it come to pass that the killer slugs reached Red Mountain, and thus did the townsfolk shelter in ye Deli, for its shelves were filled to bursting with salt.

And the townsfolk did surround ye bastion with salt, and the slugs did dissolve, and the townsfolk did rejoice, and did not escape as they were urged!

As the salt did deplete, removed they their eye-glasses to construct a giant magnifier. And brave Sebastian did climb the roof with the glass to fry the slugs.

And then did the sun go in and the townsfolk did die.


The End.


  1. February 27, 2019 at 7:59 pm

    Good grief…. how fast is a slug? I’m pretty sure you could walk away from one and leave it in the dust. They must be descendants from the town that got buried by a glacier in the ice age….

    Liked by 1 person

    • February 27, 2019 at 8:13 pm

      These were extra fast killer slugs. You barely had time for a nice cup of tea and a bit of a nap before they were… very slightly closer.

      Liked by 2 people

  2. February 27, 2019 at 8:10 pm

    Yup. Morons. Gotta love’em.


    • February 27, 2019 at 8:14 pm

      If only they’d gotten funding for that great big salt-infused wall… πŸ™‚


  3. February 27, 2019 at 8:31 pm

    A regular slug-fest! I LOLed! πŸ˜€


  4. February 27, 2019 at 8:32 pm

    Dear Ali,

    Yay did I read thy story and am greatly humoured by it. However the image of giant slugs dissolving in salt hath my innards roiling. A good afternoon to you, sir.




    • February 27, 2019 at 8:33 pm

      Do not worry thy head over the frog. The link you included works just as well. Sorry to make it difficult. Change is always challenging.


      • February 28, 2019 at 7:23 am

        The weird thing with InLinkz was it no longer recognised my login, but let me sign up again to post my link using exactly the same details as I had before πŸ™‚

        Liked by 1 person

    • February 28, 2019 at 7:13 am

      Dear Rochelle,
      Tis indeed a mental image to bring internal discomfort to the most stalwart of persons πŸ™‚


  5. February 27, 2019 at 8:49 pm

    Good grief – that was some, slimy story! πŸ™‚

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos


  6. February 27, 2019 at 8:51 pm

    That was different, and disgusting!


  7. February 27, 2019 at 8:57 pm

    That was hilarious. Glad to see your sense of humour works despite a head that aches ye.


  8. February 27, 2019 at 9:06 pm

    They made the mistake of touching the slime. No chance of escape after that. I should know. Ooh……….ouch…………Argh!!!!!!!!!


  9. February 27, 2019 at 10:09 pm

    A biblical epic!

    See ya —

    Neil Scheinin


  10. February 27, 2019 at 10:39 pm

    I’m giving Red Mountain a miss in all our vacation travel plans in perpetuity.

    You can’t blame the villagers for trying a “dessication” disposal, though. Burying rotting slugs would have led to charges of creating a toxic waste dump, and environmentalists would be up in arms if they’d tossed salted slugs in the river. Times have changed since the Thames was a murky stream. πŸ˜‰


    • February 28, 2019 at 7:26 am

      It’s a lovely place, really πŸ™‚
      Yes, dissolving everything is definitely the way to go these days.


  11. February 28, 2019 at 3:39 am

    Yep. Idiots. Hahah


    • February 28, 2019 at 7:27 am

      So sure were they of their master plan…


      • Alice Audrey
        February 28, 2019 at 6:48 pm

        Hey, it was working so far. Who knew the sun would go down?


        • February 28, 2019 at 7:13 pm

          Not them, for sure!
          Sorry, I don’t know why your comments consistently go into moderation. People who have commented before are supposed to be “let through” πŸ™‚


  12. Abhijit Ray
    February 28, 2019 at 8:16 am

    Slugs a slimy creatures. Good that salt can stop their invasion.


    • February 28, 2019 at 12:30 pm

      I’ve used it myself in times gone by (damp student accommodation!).

      Liked by 1 person

  13. February 28, 2019 at 1:18 pm

    That’s going to be one hell of a slime bath out there…


  14. February 28, 2019 at 1:51 pm

    These slugs must have been related to the giant worms they made those movies about. Too bad there weren’t any cliffs they could entice them to run over. I feel sorry for people who are dumber than slugs. Funny stuff, Ali. πŸ˜€ — Suzanne


    • February 28, 2019 at 7:10 pm

      I reckon these slugs were far cleverer than giant worms. Cleverer than the townsfolk, anyway πŸ™‚


  15. February 28, 2019 at 3:21 pm

    Verily a tale of ingenuity, heroism and an unfortunate disregard of the weather. Yea, thine imagination runneth wild this week!


    • February 28, 2019 at 7:11 pm

      It did runneth somewhat wild πŸ™‚ I suppose it’s possible that’s snow and not salt in the photo πŸ™‚


  16. February 28, 2019 at 4:32 pm

    You’ve successfully made a horror story hilarious πŸ™‚ And it didn’t give me a headache!


  17. February 28, 2019 at 5:01 pm

    A great little story cleverly written! Brilliant.

    My FriFic tale!


  18. March 1, 2019 at 3:47 am

    it looks like some townsfolk were so hardheaded for their own safety. πŸ™‚


  19. March 1, 2019 at 10:36 am

    made me laugh! Well done


  20. March 1, 2019 at 5:51 pm

    Love this story Ali. The Old Testament meets a plague of slugs, told with stern authority. Last word is perfect : ‘idiots ‘.


    • March 1, 2019 at 8:28 pm

      I can’t help thinking that slugs were really under-represented in the Old Testament πŸ™‚ I’m glad you liked it!


  21. March 1, 2019 at 9:30 pm

    Sounds like a great syfy movie. Great job.


    • March 2, 2019 at 6:01 am

      I hear there’s already interest in Hollywood (they all read my blog, you know!) πŸ™‚
      I’m glad you liked it!


  22. March 2, 2019 at 12:36 pm

    Yikes! The attacketh of the killeth’r slugs did turn out beest a tragedy in act one itself. Nice one forsooth.


    • March 2, 2019 at 5:21 pm

      It pleases me that thee liketh mine story and I thanketh thee for thine comment πŸ™‚


  23. gahlearner
    March 2, 2019 at 11:01 pm

    EEew, I can barely tolerate the tiny variation, but giant killer slugs? And then you force me to laugh about them? πŸ™‚


  24. March 3, 2019 at 3:25 am

    Ugh, the slugs.


    • March 3, 2019 at 5:56 am

      That’s what I’ll call the film adaptation – “The Slugs”. Pretty catchy, eh?


  25. March 3, 2019 at 9:57 am

    Thank Cat we only have good slugs…I hope they don’t turn into these… slimers😹Extra PawkissesπŸΎπŸ˜½πŸ’ž


    • March 3, 2019 at 2:21 pm

      I don’t think European slugs are as prone to homicidal thoughts πŸ™‚

      Liked by 1 person

  26. March 3, 2019 at 10:26 am

    Hilarious. Your headaches are obviously very conducive to creativity.


    • March 3, 2019 at 2:22 pm

      Two Lemsips and four Ibuprofens later and it finally went away. I’m glad you liked it!

      Liked by 1 person

  27. March 4, 2019 at 6:23 pm

    They fried the slugs and then got themselves fried. Such idioβ€”I mean poeticβ€”justice! 😁


  28. March 4, 2019 at 10:29 pm



  29. March 5, 2019 at 11:29 pm

    A beer trap, that would have done the trick. But of course, they would spill a lot of beer…


  30. March 10, 2019 at 3:11 pm

    Epic. Brave Sebastian was probably made a saint.


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