Friday Fictioneers: The End of Us (Double Feature)

When I first saw this photo prompt, I wasn’t sure what sort of story, if any, would emerge. Turns out, two stories took shape. Because sometimes that’s what happens.
PHOTO PROMPT - © Douglas M. MacIlroy

PHOTO PROMPT – © Douglas M. MacIlroy


(100 words of Women’s Fiction?)

Somewhere between “I do” and “I told you so,” we came to the end of us.

Snow blankets the ground. I curl up with a book, pretending it’s still green outside.

You knock on the door like it’s not frozen shut. Why did you bother? Only a fool would trek this road barefoot. Apparently that’s what you are.

You shake the snow from your shoulders and hold out your duffel bag. “I brought snowshoes, a pair for each of us.”

We ran our own courses to this icy edge. Side by side, we’ll get back to the heart of us.


(100 words of Dystopia)

On the other side, the sand is so white it looks like snow. I’ve held it between my fingers when the wind blows hard and west, stirring it into the air and over the guardrails. The last watch couldn’t resist it. Or maybe he preferred death to living beside the impossible – warmth and beauty so close, yet unattainable. It’s the stuff we used to read in books.

It’s not too bad here on the edge. An improvement over solitary confinement, though the company’s no better. I can dream, anyway, that you’ll find me and our children will build sandcastles instead of snowmen.

Friday Fictioneers (n): A world-wide community of writers addicted to writing 100 word stories based on a photo prompt provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. 

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11 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: The End of Us (Double Feature)

  1. Dear Lisa,

    I enjoyed the double feature. Thanks. Each was evocative of isolation and cold and the unknown future that lies out there for all of us. Each written in your soft, introspective style and each an example for other FF’ers to follow on the quest toward good writing.



  2. Your writing is poetic, rhythmic, eloquent. A writer’s writer. You create a felt sense: from the feel of the sand, to the evoked feeling of the heart, the image of between the I do and I told you so, and so on.
    Nice. Very nice.

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