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, inspired by a photo, here we go….
Copyright – Claire Fuller
By now it is clear she made her choice. And still, I dream she will come to me.
“I am lost without your touch.” she whispered, her words taming the hunger raging inside my fractured mind.
And yet, she found her way out…while I am still here, stuck in this dirty, empty side street of my life.
“I want to break you.” I said to her, too blind to see that all along I was the broken one.
Eventually, someone is bound to come my way. I wonder if this time they’ll finally claim my soul?
I am not a fan of sequels in Friday Fictioneers and this technically is not a sequel, I would rather call it the other side of last week’s story Anchor Me.
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Good follow up.
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Thank you, Sandra.
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I’m not a fan of sequels either. But this works as a piece on it’s own so that’s good enough for me 🙂
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That was my intention, to make it stand on its own.
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Dear Loré,
Good use of metaphor. This stands alone. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Glad you liked the metaphor. Thank you, Rochelle.
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I love ‘dirty, empty side street of my life’ – really nice.
Claire
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Thank you, Claire. I was really inspired by your photo.
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This is a great piece.. I had never thought of it as a follow-up..
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Good, cause I wanted it to be able to stand alone. Thank you, I am happy you liked it.
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I think this is gut-wrenching enough on its own. 🙂
janet
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Thank you, Janet. Last week’s story just wouldn’t leave me be, so I dug a little deeper.
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Dear Lore,
This stands tall alone. I would not have said anything just to see who noticed. Well done.
Aloha,
Doug
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I should have done just that. Thank you, I always look forward to your comments.
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Quite creepy! I like your use of the rather run-down-looking workshop as a metaphor for the guy’s life.
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I try not to go for the obvious, one of the lessons I learned by participating in FF. Thank you.
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I’m with Rochelle, this excellent story does stand alone. So much so that I had to go back and read last week’s that I missed. Very well done.
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My intention was to write a stand-alone story. Just wanted to let the readers know where it came from. Thank you so much.
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It’s great to read the other perspective.
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Thank you, I was very intrigued by that relationship.
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if it’s a sequel it’s a great one- abandonment, longing, a final surrender!!
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Thank you, Cybele. It is a stand-alone sequel. 🙂
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It didn’t work out. Too much baggage. I too had to revisit last week.
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Isn’t it funny how some stories just can’t leave us alone? Thank you for stopping by.
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‘A dirty, empty side street’ is a great description, and I like that connection to the prompt.
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Thank you, Margaret. I managed to tie it down to the image with that part.
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Yeah, I kind of wondered if this was a follow-up of sorts. Seems like emotions are running high.
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Emotions are running high and low, but I guess that’s how life goes. Tnx for stopping by.
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Lore, I agree that this piece stands alone. Great of mentally disturbed people, one who hasn’t healed. Well written. — Susan
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Thank you, Susan. My intention was to write a stand alone piece, maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned that it leaned on the last week’s story. I am curious if anyone would tie the two together.
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