Friday Fictioneers — Swallowed by a Maze

PHOTO PROMPT - ยฉ Sandra Crook

He placed an hour-glass clock adjacent to the maze. His idea of a joke. The hedge appeared not of threatening height from outside — no taller than the average man — so people were happy to take up the challenge.

The owner of the garden would set up his deckchair opposite the clock, pour himself a glass of champagne, and toast participants before they disappeared through anย entrance that immediately closed behind them.

On the inside, the hedge reached to the sky and was full of thorns. Not an exit in sight.

Poor souls. Mere skeletons. The maze had a monstrous appetite.

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Friday Fictioneers: 100 word stories
Photo prompt: image (c) Sandra Crook

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.

37 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers — Swallowed by a Maze”

  1. Is it the maze itself that needs to devour? Maybe the hedge grows with the power of confusion. The more people wander lost, the higher it grows. Great story, a chilling glimpse.

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    1. Thank you Dale. Glad you enjoyed this story ๐Ÿ™‚
      Mazes rather fascinate me, but they used to scare me a little as a child. Part of a scene in my next novel for publishing, features a chase through a maze.

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      1. People feel uncomfortable, but go there anyway. It is thrilling ๐Ÿ™‚ I have been in a mirror maze. Felt some panic in the beginning, before I noticed the fingerprints on the glass ๐Ÿ™‚ Went straight through the clean corridors and quickly got out.

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