Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wissof-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, here we go….
Copyright – Jennifer Pendergast
The world is coming down on me and it’s hard to find a reason to be loved. But you put your arms around me and in a heartbeat this is home.
There is not much of a soul left in me and I wonder how long are you gonna stay this time. With my back to the wall and stone cold around my heart, I wonder if I could be the first to leave.
Like a fleeting lover, your words caress my restless spirit: “There is no home for us, wayward souls.”
And just like that, I am free.
Snow's Fissures and Fractures 
Dear Loré,
“Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.” Can’t say it better than Janis Joplin.
shalom,
Rochelle
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We build our own prisons, most of the time.
Thank you, Rochelle.
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So much said through the unsaid…
I liked the way the protagonist’s mind thinks and works…
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Thank you, you are very kind.
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A dreamy, romantic, mystical tale with strong mood. Well done.
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I felt this strange connection to this week’s photo. Cold walls and glimpse of sun made me think about our own barricades. Thank you.
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Was this a sort of musing? It’s very deeply felt and good emotions.
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Thank you. It seams I always have some sort of musings running around in the corridors of my mind.
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I think many of us feel that way at times. Then we pack it away and carry on as usual. We have to, especially if others are depending on us. Well written. —Susan
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It is hard to walk that line…between wants and needs. Thank you, Susan.
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The language here was just beautiful.
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Thank you so much.
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Wonderful take on the stones. Loved the line – in a heart beat this is home. Well done.
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You are very kind, thank you.
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“The world is coming down on me and it’s hard to find a reason to be loved.” you had me by the first line. that was lovely.
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There are very few first lines I remember from all the books I read. So, thank you for that, it means a lot.
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Haunting
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Thank you.
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Sometimes the prison can have open doors.. the cold wall will still entrap us..
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Too often we are our own worst enemies. Thank you for stopping by.
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I believe I can fly!
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Then spread your wings! 😉
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That was exquisite. I really like the “wayward souls” bit. And then, “And just like that, I am free.”
It’s perfect.
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Such a heartwarming comment, to hear someone compliment your work with words “exquisite” and “perfect”…Thank you.
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fabulous first line. A curious story, like a painting that you know you want on your wall, but you’re not really sure what it’s of. I can’t see what’s happening exactly but you’ve painted a range of emotions here that will stay with me for a while.
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And like a painting, it is what you want it to be…Because, not only the beauty, but also the truth is often in the eye of the beholder. I must say I am humbled by all the beautiful words I received this week, including your wonderful comment. So, thank you for making me feel so good.
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You’ce gone all poetic again. Lovely piece.
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For me, words are like water…they need to flow. Thank you.
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Very interesting and mysterious. We are each responsible for our own happiness.
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True words. Thank you for reading it.
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Lovely!
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Thank you so much!
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This could almost be set to music,loved the flow of this very enchanting piece.
Dee
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Thank you, Dee. As I said it before, I like my stories to flow like a river and gently wash around my reader’s feet.
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I agree with Dee’s comment that it could be set to music. That’s the first thought I had upon reading it. Very well done. Lucy
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And I would love to hear that song. Thank you for your kind words.
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I love the line, With my back to the wall and the stone cold around my heart… Sounds very poetic!
Lily
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Stone cold was the first thought when I saw the photo and I went from there. Thank you!
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I very interesting story. I very much like the point of view from which the tale is told
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It came straight from the heart, can’t go wrong. Thank you!
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aloha Lore. i like the lightness of your last line. such a weighty build up. and then freedom. all we have to do, is breath. i like the way you write. aloha.
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Thank you, I really appreciate your kind words. I think every kind word is a food for an aspiring artist. Not that I am an artist. But I am aspiring.
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imo, everyone is an artist. some just do not know it yet. how good we become as an artist depends on how often and with what effort we try to learn and understand. and then, become our self as an artist. which as i see it is a lot of fun. and daily work, works best. if you have fun with what you are doing when you create, you will want to do it again. and that is the key. keep doing it. fun on . aloha. r.
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