Jul 2, 2014 Original Short Stories
PHOTO PROMPT, Copyright – Claire Fuller
This is my second 100-word story-attempt based on the above photo-prompt on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers blog-site. Hope you like it.
Genre: Mythological Fiction
Word Count: 100 words
Circe
©July 2nd, 2014
By Vijaya Sundaram
You will not believe me, but I have to tell someone.
Come close and listen. Listen well. No, don’t look around you at the animals. Regard this statue. Doesn’t he look handsome? Doesn’t he look real?
What was that? Yes, the story.
His name was … perhaps you’ve heard of him? He was a sailor whom I lured to my island.
I was hungry for love.
Unfortunately, everything I touched turned into an animal, all, except for him. He turned to stone.
What? Release him? Why should I? I’ve crowned him king, and he won’t ever sail away.
I’m lonely here.
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Jul 2, 2014 Original Short Stories
PHOTO PROMPT, Copyright – Claire Fuller
This is in response to the above photo-prompt for this week’s “Friday Fictioneers,” which appears on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog. Every week, writers from around the world write a story based on the given photo-prompt on her site –and we have to do it in 100 words or fewer. Here’s mine.
Genre: Semi-realistic, semi-historical fiction
Word Count: 100
Reigning Supreme
©July 2nd, 2014
By Vijaya Sundaram
“Ozzie, this won’t make a difference,” said the brave Queen to the King.
Honesty was her greatest gift. It was also her downfall.
No one questioned him and lived.
The statue he commissioned was completed. Alas, the sculptor was also repaid with death, because the King wanted no replicas. He was that sort of king.
Eventually, everything in his kingdom fell apart. He died. Only the statue remained. Then, even that crumbled.
A traveller to his land found this on the pedestal: “My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”*
Only dust reigned.
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*With apologies to Percy Bysshe Shelley.
Tags: #Friday Fictioneers, #Original Short Story, Flash Fiction, Micro-Fiction, Ozymandias, Percy Bysshe Shelley, photo prompt, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields