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!