Echoes – Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction

Every Wednesday we get a new picture prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, a writing challenge graciously hosted by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
The task of the challenge is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the Froggy. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.


Claire Fuller
Image ©Peter Abbey. Used with permission for this Friday Fictioneers Challenge only. Any other use of this image requires Peter Abbey’s permission.
“I wouldn’t go in there if I was you, General,” the old man says.

The general laughs and walks into the tunnel. These locals are always trying to scare his troups with wild stories. A petty attempt at revenge. It will be in vain. They, too, will learn how to live, what to think, and how to obey.

His steps grow heavy. The exit doesn’t seem to get closer. Then he sees them in the shadows: children and adults with dead eyes, their flesh torn and burnt. Silent screams echo through the tunnel. They come closer.

The old man smiles.

(100 words)

I pledge

I’m not sure if locals or natives is the better word for people living in a region. The way these words can be used without offending anyone isn’t clear to me.

I still haven’t decided on the NaNoWriMo–but the lure is strong. Any Friday Fictioneers who signed up? I’m woefully behind with reading blog posts.


56 thoughts on “Echoes – Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction

  1. Dear Gabriele,

    This is a dark one. it rather puts me in mind of perhaps a Nazi general coming face to face with one of the camps. I suppose it could be one of any number of wars where an officer comes face to face with insidious fruits of his labor. At any rate, the old man’s smile says a lot. Well done.



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    1. Thank you Rochelle. Could be Nazis, or any other aggressive, invading force. I wanted it to be general, but I can’t get the pictures of the dead children in yesterday’s school bombing in Aleppo another syrian city out of my mind, so that may have creeped in, too.

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  2. The General’s arrogance is about to be shattered, I suspect. I love how you’ve had him smile at the end, despite what he sees. What a hateful character. These ghosts are bent on more than scaring him. Terrific story.

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