Jul 31, 2015 Friday Fictioneers

Genre:  Fantasy

Word Count:  Exactly 100 words of text

Djinn and Tonic

©July 31st, 2015

By Vijaya Sundaram

All those bottles and not one single Djinni, she sighed.  Sunset bounced kaleidoscopically off the bottles on the shelves.  The bottles shone like a hallucination.

Examining a green jewel-toned bottle, she spotted a speck of dust, and wiped it with her shirt-sleeve.

Everything tilted sideways.  She plummeted into a midnight-dark landscape.  All around her stood Djinn, arms folded.

“You are now our servant,” boomed the largest one.

“No, I’m not,” she replied, although her heart beat like a caged bird.  Resolutely, she pulled out the stopper, then pushed it in.

Reality re-tilted back.

Sighing again, she reached for tonic water.

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I couldn’t resist writing another 100-word response to the prompt from yesterday.  Thanks, Friday Fictioneers, for being such a wonderful community of writers!  Thanks, Rochelle, for all you do for us!  Great photo-prompt from G.L. MacMillan — thank you!

Tags: 100-word original short story based on a photo prompt, Djinn