Posts Tagged ‘solar storm’

FF – Daytime at Midnight

December 7, 2016 61 comments

Here is my post for Friday Fictioneers, the 100 word story prompt hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by her long-time friend Lucy Fridkin.

To read this week’s other stories, click on the blue froggy.


Copyright Lucy Fridkin


Frederick stared down at the great Arks below. Though after midnight the light from the approaching solar storm reflected off the water, casting shadows which danced across the waves. Soon the Arks would set sail; later they would dive to the depths of the ocean, protecting the world’s inhabitants inside hardened steel shells…

“What’re you doing?”

“Oh, just looking at the bay, dreaming up a story.”

“Come inside. The solar storm will be here soon. We want to be together at the end, to say goodbye.”

“Okay. Arks would’ve been good.”


“Oh, just thinking out loud.”


The Last Sunrise

February 11, 2014 23 comments

Here is my contribution to Sunday Photo Fiction. You can view all the 100-200 word stories by clicking on the blue froggy, and why not have a go yourself?


Simon and Shelley sat hand in hand on the hill top, looking out at the rapidly brightening sky.

“Is it true, do you think?” asked Shelley quietly, brushing a few stray strands of hair from her face.

“All contact with Australia was lost hours ago. Russia. Eastern Europe. All going quiet, one by one.”

“Maybe there’s some other explanation?”

Simon squeezed her hand. “It’s still half an hour to sunrise,” he said sombrely. “See how light the sky is already.”

Shelley nestled her head against him. He put his arm around her shoulders.

“Of all the scenarios we’ve seen in the movies – floods, global warming, alien invasion, even zombies – why did nobody mention this?” asked Shelley, sobbing.

“Maybe someone did,” replied Simon, eyes glistening with his own tears. “Maybe we didn’t see that film.” He hugged her closer.

“It’ll be one hell of a sunrise, though,” said Shelley.

Simon nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

They were still sitting, holding each other tight when the sun rose. Once the bringer of life, it had turned on its children. The most titanic solar firestorm in Earth’s history accompanied the sunrise this morning, burning the planet clean.