Friday Fictioneers — The Quick-frozen Bedouin Tribesman

PHOTO PROMPT - ยฉ Douglas M. MacIlroy

Settlers from the constellation Canes Venatici arrived on Earth five centuries too late for contact with humans. They’d expected to find a blue and green world teeming with wildlife, but instead found a place of eternal winter.

They searched for answers beneath the snow, as there was little on the surface to show that civilisation had ever existed.

In an excavated block of ice, a human male sat cross-legged. Flesh covered his bones and he had a black beard. Next to him rested a four-legged creature with thick lips, long eyelashes, an extended neck, and a hump on its back.

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Friday Fictioneers: 100 word stories
Photo Prompt: image ยฉ Douglas M. MacIlroy

Author: Sarah Potter Writes

Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. She's into nature, gardening, and natural health. For her, sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.

33 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers — The Quick-frozen Bedouin Tribesman”

      1. I’ve never suited mascara. It always made me look as though someone had given me a pair of black eyes! I wouldn’t like to look like a camel either- lol – but longer eyelashes would have been nice. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  1. Considering the winter WE had (not so much you.. ๐Ÿ˜‰ ) this is something I should have thought of!

    Loved it… Great take on the prompt! You managed to kill off another one… Not too gruesomely though… quick frozen shouldn’t have been too painful…

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      1. Oh so you’re a love ’em and leave ’em type unless they manage to make it past 100? ๐Ÿ˜‰
        I love your stories! Will have to check out your novels.

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      2. You won’t find any of my novels, as they keep getting rejected by publishers on the grounds that they’re too original! I’ve had a few near misses on the rare occasions that I’ve managed to stick rigidly to genre. Neil Gaiman is my role model, but he’s a genius so he gets away with crossing genres. I’m toying with the idea of self-publishing, but am not yet convinced it’s the right thing for me.

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      3. As I’m reading your comment, the thought crosses my mind: Why doesn’t she self-publish?
        Why do you think it’s not the right thing? It’s one way to get it out there and, once you’ve had a great response (see how I made that all positive?) Then a publishing house will not be able to refuse!

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    1. An unwitting simile, as I profess to ignorance re a dating organisation advert. Do tell me about it. If it’s one that’s on TV, I admit to recording anything that’s showing on commercial channels, just so I can fast-forward the adverts.
      Anyway, Sandra, I’m glad you liked my story ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. Thank you, Anne. I suspect it’s an ending that’s not beyond the bounds of possibility way off in the future! Although, apparently, even in our hottest deserts (due to the lack of cloud cover at night) the temperature can plummet far enough for there to be frost or even snow, which of course melts away immediately the sun shows its face.

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    1. Thank, Sherri. Glad to have intrigued you, but sorry to have made you feel cold — as if you needed any further help, considering how cold that easterly wind has been. As I’m typing this, my index finger is a whitish-blue in colour, despite the sun shining outside. xxxx

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