Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-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 –    The Reclining Gentleman

It was spring time when Gerda last saw Kai.
“You were my fairy-tale ending.”
His mocking laughter descended upon her heart like countless icicles, shattering all her childhood dreams.
“My silly Gerda, did you really think I became this way because some stupid splinters from a troll mirror got into my heart?”


On the first day of autumn, with a suitcase in her hand, Gerda stopped half way across the bridge. Copenhagen lights blinked in the distance, offering a farewell and the  ice around her heart finally started to melt.

Sometimes it is best to walk away. Before the winter comes.

This week’s journey took me to the magical land of Hans Christian Andersen and his fairy-tale The Snow Queen, one of my favorite childhood stories.

*bron – danish for the bridge (my little homage to an excellent danish TV show)


71 thoughts on “Bron

  1. Loved loved this! One of the characters in my novel Dream Girl (and there only really two characters) wonders why Gerda even bothered with Kai (we call him Kay). He’d have liked her to stay with the Little Robber Girl and not bothered going onward to find Kai.
    You had the lovely Gerda escape – how liberating!
    Here’s a link to my novel – you might enjoy it.

    PS And a fan of the bridge too – amazing series.

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  2. gahlearner says:

    I love that fairy tale, but oddly enough, I could never quite warm to Gerda who wanted Kai and herself to remain child-like. Your story has a wonderful twist, though. You allow Gerda to grow up and have a mind of her own.

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