Friday Fictioneers — You, Before and After

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

At first light, we hear a howling yowling dogcat hullabaloo coming from the horses’ paddock. Through my binoculars (cowardly husband me), I watch you stride through the snow in wellies, into silence deep as a subterranean cavern.

The horses stand freeze-framed and mid-chomp at their trough. There’s a trail of green on the snow’s surface, accompanied by the footprints of a three-legged creature. You follow the trail into the bushes.

Inside, over a cup of tea, you say nothing. There’s a mute look to your eyes, too. Later, I find a discarded plaster in the bathroom, soaked in green blood.


Friday Fictioneers: 100 word stories
Photo prompt: image © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Author: Sarah Potter Writes

Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.

23 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers — You, Before and After”

    1. Yes, Ken, I guess the three-legged thing is pretty freaky. I woke up this morning, in the dark, and the chill-making creature popped into my head as an idea. It’s such a pretty and idyllic scene in Rochelle’s picture, too!


  1. Dear Sarah,

    You really do have a deliciously warped mind. To look at your photo I’d never guess. Wait. You don’t have green blood do you? Are you sure you’re really Sarah Potter or a being inhabiting…;)

    Imaginative story. Love that the prompt took you somewhere besides talking horses or, worse, horse roast.



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    1. Dear Rochelle,
      I take that as a great compliment about my deliciously warped mind! Nah, of course, I have blue blood, being of such crazed noble lineage. …Only joking, unless you go right back in my family tree (French nobility, I believe). Last time I looked in the mirror, I was definitely Sarah Potter, but who knows what’s going on inside me by way of metamorphosis?
      Glad you loved the story 🙂
      All best wishes,

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  2. I love the way your mind works Sarah, and this is just wonderful! The plaster soaked in green blood would make me rather worried about the wife…if not rather scared! Great story, love it! xxxx

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