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.
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Friday Fictioneers: 100 word stories
Photo prompt: image © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
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An intriguing take – the three-legged creature with green blood- an alien? some sort of troll? Well written.
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Thanks Iain 🙂 That’s for you to decide what the creature is. It’s whatever you would like it to be!
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Ohhhh, that gave me a chill. To think that that three-legged thing was is …wow!
Nice work, Sarah!
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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!
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Dreams are very viable, you know, for story ideas. 😉
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I think I’d be packing my bags and moving very quickly. 🙂
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Wise fellow 😀
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ugh – green blood. I wouldn’t turn my back on him/her.
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Nor I.
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Oh, very intriguing. I’d love to read more about this.
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I’m glad it intrigued you. And you never know, some of my flash fiction has been known to evolve into longer stories later on.
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Mmmmm. I love the fact that the husband admits to being a coward.
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In some cases, cowardice saves a person’s life, so let’s hope this is so in his case!
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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.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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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,
Sarah
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Dear Sarah,
It was meant as a great compliment. 😀 After reading Desiccation which was such an adventure…;)
Shalom for the snowy Midwest USA,
Rochelle
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Ooh, I love the sense of mystery of what happened in the trees Sarah…taken over by an alien, an alien all along, or something just as mysterious…..
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Beware of aliens, Andrea, next time you go into the woods. …Only joking. Last time I heard, there were no extra terrestrials lurking in your territory!
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Green blood and three legs.. what a delicious mystery. I can see the start of some horrific adventure just beginning.
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Absolutely … that husband of hers should definitely do a runner before it’s too late!
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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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Glad you loved the story, Sherri. Yes, to discover that your loved one had green blood, all of a sudden, would be very, very scary, indeed. xxxx
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😮 😀 😉 xxxx
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