The girl stepped out from behind a beech tree, her hair a crest of gold. ‘Over that bridge lies forever-winter.’ Icy breath twirled out of her mouth, although she stood in the sunshine. She pointed towards a frosted glade full of broken stalks, clumped grass, and bedraggled seed-heads, all glazed with frost.
‘It’s in the shade, that’s all,’ I said.
‘I dare you to touch that stump in the middle.’
I crossed the stream and crunched over the white, sure I was heading towards the gnarled remains of an ancient alder tree, until it winked, yawned, and swallowed me whole.
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Friday Fictioneers: 100 words stories
Photo Prompt: image (c) Sandra Crook
Oooh, love this. How enchanting 🙂
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Thank you, Sonya 🙂
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That stump had a mind of its own! Great twist at the end 🙂
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Hee, hee, hee. Naughty stump.
Glad you liked the twist, Christy 🙂
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Wonderful! To think this story came out of you as a result of the image! Wow!
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Thank you, so much, Dale:-)
Images are superb triggers for stories. This used to get me into trouble at school, as I’d see a picture in a textbook and then sit there scribbling a fictional story in class, instead of concentrating on the actual lesson.
Why don’t you have a go with Friday Fictioneers one week? You remember I said the same thing about you writing a haiku? And look how splendid you’ve proved to be with that. So why not write a 100-word story from a picture prompt? It’s great fun. If you want to find out how you can join in, click on the link beneath my story.
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Well now… you did indeed say that about the haiku… maybe I will!
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Love this! Not sure if I’m going somewhere wonderful, somewhere terrible.
Magic stuff
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Thank you:-) I’m glad it has left you wondering.
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Well, it does sound like a quite friendly stump, if it winked. I’m so glad it swallowed you whole, instead of biting off your head. 🙂
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Being decapitated by a tree is possibly a quicker death than being slowly digested 😉
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Loved this – in awe 🙂
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Thank you, so much, blondeusk. I like that word “awe” very much 🙂
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And I thought that old stump was quite friendly…at first! Yikes Love your imagination and flash fiction Sarah…a disturbing story and I love it 😀 Have a wonderful Mothering Sunday…I’ve got my boys home this weekend so will be absent from blogging, but will catch up very soon 🙂 xxxxx
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Cross old stump, he is. Hope he didn’t frighten you too much. I’d hate to give you nightmares, Sherri.
Wishing you a wonderful Mothering Sunday and catch up with you next week 🙂 xxxxx
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No nightmares…yet, haha 😀 Ahhh…thanks so much dear Sarah, had a wonderful day indeed and hope you did too, and yes, will catch up and reply to your lovely email as soon as I can! Meanwhile, wishing you a productive, fulfilling and steady week ahead 🙂 xxxxxx
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I loved this story – such an original take on it. Too bad she got swallowed but apparently he must have burped her out because she is alive to tell the story. 🙂 Or maybe she’s a ghost telling the story.
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Thanks 🙂 Now that’s quite possible, as we’re not entirely sure if the girl on the other side of the bridge is also a ghost.
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Oh and once swallowed I wonder where you ended up!! Great tale Sarah! love the ending or is it a beginning of another!!
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I think it was hungry, Cybele, so it probably was the end … but you never know …
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That’s the thing about alder trees; they all seem pretty friendly at first. Surprise at the end there.
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Always glad to surprise 🙂
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surprise ending, great
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Thanks. Glad you liked it 🙂
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Dear Sarah,
Quite a disturbing twist at the end. Just shows you need to be careful who you follow. 😉 Cute story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Your comment about being careful who you follow, brings to mind the story of the pied piper. I remember as a child thinking how very silly those children were following him. Easy to say that when you know the outcome in a book, but not so easy to override curiosity in real life!
All best wishes 🙂
Sarah
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That was a scary end.. almost like i feel the stump burping afterwards..
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The burp would have made a wonderful end to that story, if I’d had more words to play with. You made me laugh 😀
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