Happy Thanksgiving!
The weekly introduction:
This story is for Friday Fictioneers that is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
Friday Fictioneers is a group or arrangement that works as follows:
Every week you get a picture.
Prompted by that picture, you write a piece of fiction that is 100 words long (or as close as you can get).
You add a link to your story on the Fictioneers page, and read the (awesome) stories by the other Friday Fictioneers.
Feel free to join us! Everyone is welcome.
Below is my story for this week and below that is the picture prompt.
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“We’re close! We’ll soon be the first to lay claim to the Chamber of Golden Statues.”
“All that climbing and crawling has made me tired!”
“Don’t worry, we are almost there. Here’s a hole we could crawl through.”
“But the sage at the village said we shouldn’t touch these marked walls.”
“Stop whining and help me squeeze in.”
“But there’s -”
“Push me!”
“But there’s -”
“Come on! My shoulders can just squeeze through.”
“But there’s an entrance over there!”
A sound like that of a gong, a flash of light, and two new statues were added to the Chamber.
Copyright Joyce Johnson
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100 words
Your comments are welcome and much appreciated, even if I take long to respond and even if I do not respond individually. I read all your comments.
Fellow Friday Fictioneers, it seems some of my comments on your wonderful stories simply disappear or get marked as Spam 😦 so please don’t think that I don’t bother to comment. I would like to state that I am a real person and not selling anything. At least not on your blogs. 🙂
Behind the scenes – you can skip this part if you do not like seeing ‘The Making of [insert movie name]‘:
Our Great Leader again pushed us a bit more. I saw the picture on Wednesday, was stumped, took some time, thought of a possible story and wrote it in a few minutes on Thursday.
The story had about 119 words. I cut them down to just under 100, then I remembered some comments I had received from fellow Fictioneers on an earlier story, and Rich’s dialogues, and I put in contractions.
Now I was down to about 92 words, so I actually added more words (Yeah, I’m a little weird like that) and hit 100 :-).
This time I could only come up with one had no bonus story.
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