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I was very last minute getting an idea for this week’s Friday Fictioneers challenge from Madison Woods. no time for polishing, so please feel free to give your suggestions. The picture prompt for the story is shown below and if you want to see the other stories this week you can click on the little blue fella. I couldn’t think of a better title than the photo caption, either.

Photo by Maggie Duncan


“This is how God must feel,” she thought as they crested the hill. Her breath was frozen by the beauty of the scene before them. The mist clung to the slopes of the Gloucestershire valley, caressing the contours with its moist white fingers.

She prayed that time might stop there, so she could stay in this moment forever, but instead the cart rumbled onwards taking her to her fate. God was busy elsewhere on this day, it seemed.



Comments on: "Misty – Friday Fictioneers" (25)

  1. Wow, what a wonderful description Anne, I love that phrase ‘caressing the contours with its moist white fingers’. Brilliant and well done.

    Here’s mine too: http://womanontheedgeofreality.com/2012/08/24/friday-fictioneers-misty/

  2. I liked this. ‘cart rumbled onwards taking her to her fate’ has such diverse possibilities. I envisaged the cart as a tumbril (a la French revolution) but the Gloucestershire valley doesn’t fit. A witch on her way to the stake? It’s good that a piece can stir one’s imagination in this way. Well done.

    • Thanks Sandra. I am so tempted to tell all, but you might have to wait (a long time) for the novel. Just about to catch up with your story now.

  3. Ooh…no, where was that cart taking her? Shades of the French Revolution, the Crucible and Joan of Arc all in one. Love some of your descriptions…namely the one Linda has mentioned…’caressing the contours’ ….etc

  4. Drat! All I can do is echo the thoughts that were already put so well ahead of my comments. Nicely done! It leaves us wondering and wanting more.

  5. Very nice, Anne. Makes me want to take a trip across the sea. Can’t help wonder what her fate might be.
    mine’s here: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2012/08/22/escape/

  6. A beautifully written take on the prompt with a fine twist. Mine is here and linked: http://readinpleasure.wordpress.com/2012/08/23/fridayfictioneers-light-on-the-hill/

  7. It sounds like she may heading to her doom. I hope she finds a way out. Beautifully described tale. Mine is here: http://erinleary.wordpress.com/2012/08/23/flash-friday-fiction-13/

  8. How about being on her way to marry a miserly old man instead of the handsome young archer her heart desires?

  9. There’s something ominous about the end of this story – what’s the cart and where’s it going? Until then, you create a lovely pastoral, with some fantastic imagery. I love how this picture has brought out the best in descriptions from so many Fictioneers!
    I’m over here; http://elmowrites.wordpress.com/2012/08/24/friday-fictioneers-far-afield/

    • Thanks Jennifer, my first attempt at writing from this character’s point of view, Lots to tell, one day. Meanwhile thanks for stopping by.

  10. Moist white fingers sound a bit creepy, but that’s probably just because my mind naturally tends to skew toward the darker side of things.

  11. Beautifully written descriptions and lots of possibilities to ponder. How sad to feel so abandoned though.

    Thanks for stopping by me already πŸ™‚

  12. “God was busy elsewhere…” I love this line. Sometimes it feels that way. I wonder about her destiny and why she had such trepidation…


  13. […] or with her standing in the dock (or at one of the other eventful moments in her life, such as this snippet which formed another Friday story) and then proceed to tell how she got there? It is possible that I […]

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