Friday, 23 January 2015

Flasher Fiction Friday- Disfigured

It's Friday, and that means I have 100 words to capture you. The photo helps. I'm not alone in this challenge. The blog will link you to all the other interpretations on the same picture.



Peering, she lingered on the fringe of the crowd, in the corner of the alley. The people on the sidewalk couldn’t see her as she wore the shadows like a cloak. She’d been told she deserved the shadows, to keep her ugly face hidden. The world wasn’t ready for her. She wasn’t ready for them, either. Civilization was beyond her, so she stayed in the gutters, the alleys, amid rats and filth.

But she had learned to see more with one eye than the rest of the world saw with two. The left never was, no socket, no scar. Cyclops.

6 comments:

  1. Poetic in one way, but vivid in another way. Good flash.

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  2. Oh, I really feel for her and hope she doesn't always find the need to hide. Excellent flash

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  3. Love this! The paranormal twist is unexpected and perfect for this pic. I can feel her longing.

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  4. Oh my, so atmospheric and really quite sad. Loved it :-)

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  5. Your first two lines were superb, exactly what I have come to expect your you, but the ending was quite a surprise! Your work is getting more and more vivid, palpable. The images you draw stay in my head as I read more. You are a wonderfully crafty and creative writer. I enjoy you so much. Fabulous flash and it begs a long story. xo

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  6. I love how, even though this young woman deals with all the awfulness, she is also grown stronger within it. Nicely done.

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