Time Woven

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Faris sat down before the loom with a frown. Weaving wasn’t something that his generation had been bred for. His generation was bred for military logistics. Still, he looked at the loom as an exercise in how things worked together for the greater good. After all, a single string was so weak that it wouldn’t hold up, but if he wove several together, then it would be strong.

Frown still in place, he picked up the end of the thread and began to warp the loom. It was all a step in learning to survive in the world where they were headed.

 

Author’s Note: The photo above is the current project on my loom, a acrylic scarf. The one below was my first weave, a 74 in. cotton table runner, on a new 24 in Rigid Heddle loom.

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Paradise or Hell?

Author’s Note: I’ve had a hard time getting something written for the deadline, let alone being able to get to inet on the weekends to post. So, this is my humble offering this week… a post nuke view of the valley. Maybe, if I have time, I’ll add more later.

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Found on Google from Flickr

What Pegman Saw, 30 Sept 2018 – Douro Valley, Portugal

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I paused, squinting and looking out over the valley. As memory served, the rows of greenery should be grape vines, and it should be the season of harvest. Shouldn’t it? Did it really matter? Well, no, not in the least. The grapes would be poisoned from the fallout. I sighed.

‘A valley of paradise gone to hell.’ I muttered, stepping forward.

 

 

 

Survivors United

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PHOTO PROMPT © Yvette Prior

Survivor United

‘Hello. My designation is T56.’ Takarna hadn’t used her designation since the war. Yet, here and now, it was appropriate. ‘I am a survivor of Relocation Camp Jihansu. I was a Boiler.’

‘All is forgiven.’ The traditional response echoed in the hall where they had gathered.

‘Hello. My designation is Cutter.’ Charles shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He’d only come to this forsaken meeting to appease Takarna. ‘I am a survivor of Jihansu. That’s all I’m gonna say.’

‘All is forgiven.’ Echoed again.

‘Doubtful.’ Charles downed his coffee in one gulp before rising to get another. ‘Very kelted doubtful.’

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This work of fiction is written for  Friday Fictioneer ‘s 100 word writing challenge hosted weekly by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-fields.  Come on out and join us at: Friday Fictioneer ‘s if you’re up to a good challenge, or even a really great read. These little stories are well worth your time! A Huge thank you goes to  Yvette Prior for sharing this week’s photo prompt with us.We’d love to see you around the table.

Balanced

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PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

 

Balanced

Floating as we

amid the ethereal

trapped, spinning

ying to yang

love bonds

amid terror

each clinging

desperate

we float

forgiveness

foreign as grace

a vast pool

drifting, spinning

ying to yang

love balanced

we float.

 

Bear Starfire McQuinn

21 Sept 2018

Author’s Note: It has been an awesome week here. Last Friday was my birthday. I am so thankful for all your well wishes. Saturday, Hubby asked me to take him to the “Candy Store” (ham radio store) up in Ohio. I readily agreed as there is a craft store nearby and I needed some fixatif and paper. So, off we went. Unbeknownst to me, it was PetSmart’s annual National Pet Adoption day. I went in to get some puppy loves, and found a little kitten I instantly fell in love with. Adoption fee was an affordable $10, spay/nuet included as well as first vaccines, feline luke tests, etc. We filled out application, and we came home with little Huey “Trip” Tripper…  He is a rescue from Hurricane Florence, got out just before the storm. Took a heli ride all the way to Ohio, hence the name Huey. We renamed him Tripper “Trip” to go along with our Maryjane – pun intended. hehe! Needless to say, it’s been a long week…I’d forgotten what middle of the night feedings could be like. Yawn… Anyway, here’s a pic of our little boy….

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Huey “Trip” Tripper, age 6 wks app.; 1 lb 15 oz.

 

This work of fiction is written for  Friday Fictioneer ‘s 100 word writing challenge hosted weekly by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-fields.  Come on out and join us at: Friday Fictioneer ‘s if you’re up to a good challenge, or even a really great read. These little stories are well worth your time! A Huge thank you goes to  Dale Rogerson  for sharing this week’s photo prompt with us.We’d love to see you around the table.

Second Relocation

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PHOTO PROMPT © Nathan Sowers grandson of our own Dawn M. Miller

Second Relocation.

He stared at the frame.

Eyes glued to the image frozen on the screen.

It was the Cutter’s cabin.

Charles gulped at the memories of the mutilating he’d been forced to do flooding his mind. Why had she chosen this frame, this image, to preserve. Voice failing, throat burning, he looked up to meet her eyes.

‘For you, this place was hell. For me, it was my salvation.’ Takarna softly smiled, reaching out to squeeze his hand. ‘Do you remember the night you saved my life?’

‘I can never forget it. You brought hope back into my life.’

 

Author’s Note: There are so many stories that can be written from this photo, so very many. It’s a great inspiration. Right now, I’ve spent the morning traipsing down memory lane, reading all my Friday Fictions from over the years (that I still have). I can see the changes over time, subtle and intriguing. I am so happy to have been a part of this group for so many years! 🙂 ❤

This work of fiction is written for  Friday Fictioneer ‘s 100 word writing challenge hosted weekly by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-fields.  Come on out and join us at: Friday Fictioneer ‘s if you’re up to a good challenge, or even a really great read. These little stories are well worth your time! A Huge thank you goes to Nathan Sowers grandson of our own Dawn M. Miller  for sharing this week’s photo prompt with us.We’d love to see you around the table.

Tributary

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PHOTO PROMPT © Carla Bicomong

 

Author’s Note: Just a very brief scene from “Reformation” that I’m writing at the moment… Wc: 96

Far above, Tamai stood on the small promontory overlooking the shore. She stood in silence, tears coursing down her cheeks. She knew this day; painful as it was, was a necessity.

Below, the surviving Aki lit candles for each Aki who had died in the war, and set them to sea. They watched in silence as each light slowly drifted into the horizon. Each light slowly twinkling and then fading into oblivion. It was their last act, their final benediction. No one dared to speak, to move, barely to breathe until the last light faded away.

 

This work of fiction is written for  Friday Fictioneer ‘s 100 word writing challenge hosted weekly by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-fields.  Come on out and join us at: Friday Fictioneer ‘s if you’re up to a good challenge, or even a really great read. These little stories are well worth your time! A Huge thank you goes to Carla Bicomong for sharing this week’s photo prompt with us.We’d love to see you around the table.

 

Reward Yourself

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photo prompt C. Yvette Prior

“Reward Yourself”

I love good slogans.

This one’s a real gag.

Every pack, a reward slip.

One slip brought a slow death from Asthma or Chronic Bronchitis. More slips, and I could die of particular cancers. Bonus slips afflicted those around me. More slips meant a quicker death.

I was after the one bonus slip that everyone wanted…

The Black Lung.

It assured instant death.

I had thousands of slips. I would be able to die in a matter of days, now.

Still, I longed for that last grand bonus one.

 

Author’s Note:

Our lovely host, Rochelle, used this photo for her story and it really was the inspiration for this week’s write. It reminded me of my own Mother who was a chain smoker up until the Doc gave her only 30 days to live. 

Thank you, Rochelle, for your awesome prompts this week…

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photo prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

 

This work of fiction is written for  Friday Fictioneer ‘s 100 word writing challenge hosted weekly by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-fields.  Come on out and join us at: Friday Fictioneer ‘s if you’re up to a good challenge, or even a really great read. These little stories are well worth your time! A Huge thank you goes to Yvette Prior for sharing this week’s photo prompt with us.We’d love to see you around the table.